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    “If a crystal ball could tell you the truth about yourself, your life, the future or anything else, what would you want to know?” Quickly, Ilya adds, “Don’t say that you want to know if you win the Cup.”

    “Why not? What if that’s my answer?”

    “Is so boring, Hollander. Of course you want to know this. But Ilya Rozanov and Boston Raiders exist in this world, so crystal ball says, so sad, but no.”

    “Fuck off. What are these questions even for, anyway? Are you interviewing me for something? Wouldn’t you have to, like, tell me if you were?”

    Ilya is quick to assure Hollander before his paranoia takes him right out of this phone call. “It is not for interview, Hollander. I am just wondering. Answer the question.”

    “And I can’t say that I would want to know whether I win the Cup.”

    “Yes, other than that.”

    “I guess… I guess I would want to know, like, am I happy?”

     


     
    Ilya reads an article about 36 questions that are supposed to make people fall in love. He decides to ask them to Shane.

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    08 Aug 2026

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    One misunderstanding.
    One sentence that should never have been said.
    One very long night.

    (first two chapters are the main story, and the rest is just me enjoying myself)

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    07 Aug 2026

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    The first time Shane had sensed it, they’d been three goals up, winning a game they didn’t really deserve to win.

    ‘Rozanov - ‘ something on his face must have given away how truly terrible he feels, because Hollander is stepping closer, a look of concern etched over his features. He bites back his words - Ilya sways, just barely, dizzy all of a sudden - and Hollander gets out ‘Ilya,’ the name low and far too intent. Hollander smells worried, rain-charcoal-loam, a thick miasma. 

    Ilya chokes back a noise of pain as his stomach cramps, deep pain low in his pelvis - another wave of heat flushes over his cheeks - and it’s then that he feels the first trickle of slick and realizes, horribly and suddenly, what must impossibly be happening. What has been happening.

    He's going into heat.

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    Ilya was glowing, and wild, and so bright he was almost blinding. Beautiful, Shane had known, even back then, when he was still too young to know much of anything at all.

    Ilya Rozanov belongs to the summer, and the summer belongs to them.

    (Or, two childhood best friends spend a summer by the lake, before the rest of their lives begin.)

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