1 – 4 of 4 Works in Xenophobia

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  1. Still looking at the screen, Model Man says, “What is your stop?”

    “Ochanomizu?”

    “Hm.”

    There is suddenly a finger scratching at the hair at the nape of Shane’s neck, just above his collar. Model Man is touching him and looking at the train stops and manages to appear so casual that Shane almost convinces himself it’s by accident. A second finger joins the first, and now they are massaging a little instead of just tickling his hair, and it’s definitely not by accident.

    “Get off with me at next stop,” Model Man says, brushing his knuckles up and down Shane’s neck.

    Shane quits hockey and moves to Japan right out of college, where he gets really fixated on the hot guy in the ad for cherry-blossom flavored beer on his train. And then, one day, hot guy is on his train.

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  2. Shane loves him. This is all he can really think about, now, with Ilya’s knuckles caressing his skin and his eyes raking all over his features; he loves him, and he knows Ilya loves him, too, and he cannot believe he ever doubted that either of them knows this about the other, cannot fathom needing any kind of arbitrary showcase of this love to know that it’s real. He loves Ilya, and if he wants to show him off or keep him locked in this apartment forever and only let him feed from the palm of his hand, then he can do as he sees fit, as long as he keeps loving Shane like this, as much as Shane loves him.

    “It was you,” Shane whispers. “They were talking about you.”

    Ilya’s knuckles pause, and Shane squeezes his wrist, a non-verbal whine. “What about me?”

    “Doesn’t matter what. Anything, anything about you,” Shane’s head is shaking, and Ilya starts soothing again, burying his fingers into his hair and keeping his palm there, covering his ear, and Shane clings onto his wrist. “Could’ve been fucking anything, but… They had something to say about you, and I couldn’t– I snapped.”

    or, shane worries he's not showing ilya off as much as he should, and it becomes another problem

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  3. His outstretched glove hangs there, frozen, as the noise of the arena mutates into a ringing buzz. Then he’s moving, pushed away by Marlow, and then Boston’s goalie. There’s a flurry of movement, a trainer with a towel, more blood dripping onto the ice, and he just. Stands there. Staring.

    Ilya is helped off the ice. Shane doesn’t even tap his stick.

    Remember when Sidney Crosby caught a puck with his jaw? That doesn't happen to Shane. That happens to Ilya.

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    #75613951
  4. After Russia crashes and burns at the Olympics, six months pass where Ilya cuts Shane out completely, refusing to answer his texts. So when they both get booked for yet another ad campaign, Shane arrives on set with a strict plan to ignore Ilya entirely. But then he learns the premise of the entire campaign: making fun of Ilya’s English. It will take a lot for Shane to forgive him, sure. It won’t take nearly as much for Shane to stand up for him.

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