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    “Listen, I know the sweater is ugly, but it’s rude to stare,” Shane said peevishly. He was overstimulated and wanted to go home, the last thing he needed was some dickhead staring at him.
    Ilya took a long drag of his cigarette, eyes still not leaving Shane.
    “Maybe staring is not bad thing,” Ilya said. “Maybe I stare because you are very pretty.”
    Shane floundered before he could form real words. “Well. That’s stupid.”
    “The staring? Or you being very pretty?”

    Or: A meet-ugly turned friends with benefits frat boy college au. Shane is convinced he’s nothing more than just another hookup on Ilya’s extensive roster. Ilya’s spent his whole summer plotting on how best to lock Shane down. Misunderstandings, emotional constipation, and terrible communication skills have nothing on Ilya Rozanov's persistence when it comes to getting his man.

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    He starts again, a little stronger, “Not yours. Not your good boy.”

    Ilya loosened his grip in Shane’s hair. “I-”

    “Not- f-fucking yours.”

    Despite the fog behind his eyes, Shane sounds frustrated. Furious, even. Ilya feels several emotions, one after the other, wash over him like waves. Confusion. Anger. Hurt. Confusion again. Finally, realization.

    He inhales sharply, wrapping one hand tightly in the hair near the base of Shane’s neck and pulling back. He’s met with a deep moan.

    OR: Shane tries to make Ilya jealous so he'll be mean in bed. It doesn't work. Shane pivots.

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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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    “I’m putting in a transfer request to Carleton this afternoon.”

    Ilya gets off his bike and wraps his sweaty arms around Shane’s sweaty shoulders, presses their sweaty heads together and holds him tight. “Nooo, Hollander, you cannot leave me. Who will put Barrett and Marly in time out when they fuck up too many shots in a row?”

    “I’m sure Bood will do it. He loves bossing people around.”

    Bood stands up straight and salutes his captains. “I take the title with great honor. Enjoy the Ravens, Hollander—your legacy of being a chaste Victorian debutante will be remembered fondly but not carried on.”

    This snaps that last thread of Shane’s refined patience. “I can pick up girls! I have no problem getting numbers and calling them and talking!”

    Hazy smirks. “Innocent until proven guilty.”

    “I can pick people up,” Shane says again, moving off his bike and out of Ilya’s sweaty embrace. “And I don’t have to do it by concocting schemes or stripping on top of the LAX bros’ coffee table.”

    Or, after some team chirping at Shane's expense, Ilya accidentally interrupts a few of his potential dating prospects and then keeps on doing it less than accidentally

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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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