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  1. "Ilya," Shane says, voice lilting and Ilya might fucking cry. "Hey," Ilya says, magnetized and moving towards him. Shane looks — soft, he looks fine, so fucking breakable but not broken. "There's my man," Shane says, in a small voice, musical. Ilya closes the distance between them, needing to touch him and needing him to lower his voice in equal measure.

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