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  1. Through the haze of darkness and body heat and drunken partygoers, all Shane could see was Ilya. His eyes were fixed on Shane and Rose: the way she touched him, the way she kissed him, the way they moved together. And the look on Ilya’s face - the agony in his eyes - pierced Shane like a blade through his heart. It made him want to peel his skin off; made him feel ashamed for having a body that had been touched by someone other than Ilya.

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  2. "You say you don’t want this. You say you can't. And still the shirt." Shane is quick to protest, not giving himself a second to even consider any alternative. "Look, I don't know what you're trying to prove here but—" "Give it back," Ilya instructs, his voice steady and low. "Tell me I am nothing to you, and I let you go." It's self-sabotage. Textbook fucking definition. Maybe it's what he needs to give up on this. He just needs to hear Shane say it, that's all. —— Shane freaks out. Ilya doesn't want him to leave without figuring out exactly how Shane feels about him. (aka a post tuna melt scene rewrite where communication isn’t a foreign concept to them)

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  3. This time, Shane is not going to freak out on him, he’s not going to leave, he’s not going to throw away the only thing he has wanted for years, just for the chance of living a lie, just for the chance of having a normal life that is only full of pretence. So, as soon as Ilya moves away from the girl, Shane follows. Or, the club scene goes differently.

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  4. 'But I made him a sandwich,' he thought plaintively. He’d been trying to…care for Shane. Show him that there was more to Ilya than what he’d seen so far. His mother had always cooked for him when he was upset as a little boy, and ever since, food had represented warmth and home and comfort to Ilya. And Shane had eaten the tuna melt, fucked him, and then just…walked out on him.

    OR Let's dig into Ilya's pain after Shane walks out on him post tuna-melts

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  5. “I couldn’t.” The words are spoken in a whisper so quiet that Ilya nearly misses it. Could convince himself they were never spoken at all. “I couldn’t… go,” Shane says, still so quiet. Ilya is looking at him now. Sees a tear slip free and wants nothing more than to wipe it away. He doesn’t dare touch. Doesn’t know what these rules are now. Nothing is the same, and he can’t undo what was done. He tried. He said it right. Took back the mistake. Hollander, he said. A bandaid over a still bleeding wound. An assurance that nothing had to change when everything already did. Hollander. A second time. A plea. Don’t go. Stay. Stay now. Stay forever. ••• Shane doesn't make it out the door.

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  6. Everything I Didn't Say by

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    2025-12-14

    And then Shane hammered it home, “This isn’t real.” He was going to leave. He came here so that he could leave. So that he could end whatever the fuck this was between them in person so he could feel good about it. Because Shane wasn’t an asshole – no, that was Ilya’s job. Fuck that. If Shane was going to leave anyway, then Ilya might as well put it all on the table, “It is to me.” --- OR: Shane tries to run away after they say each other's names for the first time. Ilya chases after him and makes them talk it out.

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  7. Ilya’s hands stay planted firmly at the curve of Shane’s hips, thumbs pressing into the edges where the stretch marks rise like faint ridges under his skin. “So pretty, Hollander. Stretch marks, yes?” “Yeah, had them… for as long as I can remember,” Shane gasps as Ilya’s grip tightens, thumbs circling the stretch marks as he fucks into Shane over and over again. OR: Shane rides Ilya, and Ilya is obsessed with Shane’s stretch marks.

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  8. He wanted to take it back instantly. Wanted to swallow his name down, down, down, shove it back into his heart where he’s been hiding it for - god - years. He wanted to go back in time a few seconds, to just before the moment when he ruined it all. He’d call him Hollander, instead. He’d whisper something sweet in Russian so Shane would never know - so Ilya could speak his feelings into existence without Shane hearing them. He’d do anything at all to fix it. (Or, Shane leaves. Then he comes back.)

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