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    Ilya Rozanov is trapped in a time loop, forced to relive the worst and best day of his life: the day he invites Shane Hollander to his Boston apartment and makes him a tuna melt sandwich.

    To break free from the loop, he must make Hollander stay the night. But as Ilya quickly discovers, getting Shane to stay turns out to be far more difficult than he ever imagined.

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    23 Feb 2026

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    “H’rder,” Shane whines into his mouth, not even trying to interrupt the kiss but speaking pathetically muffled and slurred around Ilya’s tongue.

    Ilya knocks their foreheads together, smiles.

    Nooooo Ilya, not before the game, Ilya,” he whines, a sweetly mocking imitation of Shane, “and now look at you, mhm? Why should I ever listen to your complaining, baby, when you’re gonna be such an easy, perfect slut for it anyways?”

    Or: Shane plays four-dimensional chess to get Ilya to fuck him even when he tells him no, for Shane-typical control freak reasons, in Shane-typical convoluted ways, with Shane-typical unawareness of this being a sex freak thing. Ilya provides, of course.

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    22 Feb 2026

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    Two years of playing together, and it still hit him every time. The casualness of it. My husband. Said out loud, in public. After years of hiding—stolen moments in hotel rooms, careful distance in public, the constant exhausting performance of just teammates, just rivals, nothing to see here—now Ilya could say it like it was nothing. Like it was easy, like it was the most natural thing in the world.

    Because it was. Finally.

    In which Ilya Hollander-Rozanov cannot shut up about his husband. (Subtitled: No one asked, Ilya. Ilya. No one asked.)

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    22 Feb 2026

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    “Don’t they still hurt, Ilya?

    “I should not. I can hurt—”

    “What about here? You have fed from here before,” Shane asks, a mischievous look in his eyes, as he brings Ilya’s hand up to rest on the outer part of his shoulder.

    Fed, God, it makes him feel like a child that needs to be taken care of. Lazy, cannot even catch his own food—

    “Let me help,” Shane whispers, “Let me keep them warm as well.”

    OR: the vampire ilya smut no one asked for, ft human shane inventing the concept of fang-warming.

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    22 Feb 2026

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    They’re in Boston on Ilya’s couch when it happens. They’ve lapsed into a comfortable silence, a muted game on in the background, Ilya’s head in Shane’s lap and Shane’s fingers in his hair. Ten minutes ago, they were tugging and twisting and curling; four minutes ago, they grew slow and tepid. When they go entirely still, Ilya turns in his lap to look up at him, ready to chirp him for falling asleep, but his breath catches in his throat at what he finds instead. Shane is not asleep, but he is not awake either.

    While visiting his boyfriend, Shane has a verbal shutdown in front of a woefully-unprepared Ilya for the first time.

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    22 Feb 2026