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    Ilya cannot help the wide smile that breaks out across his face. "You ran here," he says, reaching out to smooth Shane's rumpled clothes, fingers working the chewed-up hoodie string free from his mouth while he sits very still and watches Ilya with wide eyes. "Across many states and up four flights of stairs—where are your grandma candies?—to ask if I have secret baby.”

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    08 Jun 2026

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    “Game is over,” he says. “You won. I lost. I was annoying. Normal.”

    “That’s not—” Shane starts, then stops, because he actually doesn't know how to finish that thought without sounding like an idiot. His jaw works, teeth grinding together.

    That's not what I meant. That's not the point. You said I was boring and you were right and I need you to say it again so I know where I stand, so I know what you think of me, so I can stop waiting for the other shoe to drop.

    He settles for: “You were kind of an asshole.”

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    07 Jun 2026

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    05 Jun 2026

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    Shane: All this hiding, and we can’t even be together when it really matters?
    Shane: Fuck that. Fuck all of it. I’m coming to Florida.
    Shane: I choose you. Always.

    Ilya: I love you.

    Shane: I love you, too.
    Shane: Are you going to tell me not to come?

    Ilya: Fuck no.
    Ilya: I need you here. Please hurry.

    Shane: I’ll tell the pilot to fly faster ❤️ I’m paying him enough.
    Shane: Don’t drink too much, because we’re going to have a lot of really emotional sex when I get there, and I can’t have your dick going limp on me.

    Ilya: He would NEVER.

    Shane: ❤️

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    Troy: Holy shit.
    Troy: HOLY SHIT.
    Troy: Shane Hollander is naked in your bed.
    Troy: Shane Hollander is NAKED in your bed.

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    05 Jun 2026

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    [A hand knocks on a hotel door of the Carlyle Hotel. Ilya Rozanov answers the door in only a towel that’s slung low across his waist, his hair damp from a shower. He crosses his arms and leans against the door frame, a lazy smirk on his face.]

    Ilya: Well, hello.

    Shane: Ilya, what are you–

    [A robed Shane Hollander appears behind his husband, and when he sees the camera crew in front of him, he rolls his eyes and lightly hits Ilya’s arm.]

    Shane: Hi there. Ignore him please. Come in.

    [A series of shots are shown of the two men in their hotel room. Shane laughs at something Ilya says while Ilya pours them a generous serving of vodka. Someone massaging Shane’s hands as he’s given a manicure. Ilya doing push-ups on the floor. A steamer working over a garment with a gold gilded pattern. The video eventually settles back on the two men, both now robed, sitting beside each other on a couch.]

    Shane: Hi Vogue, I’m Shane Hollander.

    Ilya: And I’m Ilya Rozanov.

    Shane: And you’re going to get ready with us for the Met Gala.

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