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    "I'm coming to the cottage."

    What was the rest of the conversation? And a little scene added at the cottage. Mostly based on the show.

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    Shane felt almost giddy. Disbelief pulsed through him at the confirmation that this was actually happening.

    “Holy shit,” he said quietly, and then shaking his head when he realized that wasn’t the answer to Ilya’s question.  “Yes!  Ottawa International Airport.  Just wear something inconspicuous, and I’ll text you where I park.” 

    “Oke,” he heard Ilya’s hesitation and felt apprehension tighten its claws into his chest.  

    Was this the moment it all became too real for Ilya?  Would he back out?

    “What is inconspicuous?” Ilya finally asked, and Shane almost doubled over in relief.

    “It means don’t stand out,” Shane explained without hesitation or reproach.  “Just wear something that blends in.”

    “Ah, yes,” Ilya murmured his understanding into the phone, his voice taking on a playful lift for his next words. “Do not worry, no one will notice me, Hollander.”

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    “Hollander? You are still here?” Rozanov called, breaking the TV static silence filling Shane’s head. He blinked. 

    “Uh. Yeah, just leaving,” he answered, surprised by how steady his voice sounded. Good, that was good. He knew he couldn’t show Rozanov any weakness if he wanted to keep coming back.

    But did he want to come back if it made him feel like this?

    “Door is too heavy? Or I fuck you too good, you cannot move legs,” came Rozanov’s taunting response. Shane could practically see the tilted smirk on his face, cigarette smoke wafting around his freshly-showered curls. 

    “Fuck off, Rozanov,” Shane muttered.
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    Or, I wrote something to add to the pile of subdrop!Shane in Vegas fics because legally by law I had to

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    It was during this hysterical lament that Ilya realized what was wrong, what was off. The initial softness, the confusion, the vulnerability. It was out of character — Shane was so often in control of himself, of what he said, even when emotions were high . . . with one exception.

    If Ilya fucked him particularly . . . intensely, if he got Shane feeling a lot, he'd get soft afterwards. Quiet, a little ditzy, emotional. The first time it'd happened — or the first time he'd recognized it — was years ago in Las Vegas after winning MVP. He remembered the look on Hollander's face when he left — wide and teary-eyed, lip trembling, tripping over himself.

    Since then, with a little trial and error, Ilya had learned how to manage it. Had grown to love it. If he treated him right, he could buff away all of Shane's sharp edges and be left with the soft, gooey inside. Floating and tethering himself to Ilya.

    Now, Shane was out there, floating, without anyone to tether himself to. Falling. And suddenly Ilya was panicking, too.

    or: shane, trying to get over rozanov, has sex with someone else and and falls into subdrop. scared and confused, he calls ilya.

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    25 Jun 2026

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    He wanted to bury his face in the juncture between his neck and shoulder, to breathe in the smell of him, to touch his skin and give him everything that he could. He wanted to give to him until there was nothing left, until Shane had disappeared into him forever.

    “Look at me,” Ilya’s voice was quiet, but Shane obeyed immediately, his eyes fuzzy at the corners, “How are you feeling?”

    Shane intended to lie. There was no reason to complicate things with hard truths that not even he understood. Instead, his lip wobbled, and he found that he couldn’t say anything at all.

    “Ah,” Ilya made a noise that sounded nearly as devastated as Shane felt, and put a hand on the back of his neck, pulling him forward. Shane went easily, his forehead pressing into Ilya’s shoulder, and breathing deeply through his nose, trying not to cry.

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