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    He reached into his pocket for his phone and fuck– he was still wearing Rozanov’s clothes. They smelt like him. He couldn’t go back inside now to get his own, that would make for even more embarrassment.

    I just need to get out of here, far away.

    He opened his phone and tried to call an Uber, but his vision was so blurry from unshed tears, he couldn't see a thing on the screen.

    What the fuck was he doing? Ilya is never going to talk to him again and he’s out here on the ground having a fucking panic attack.

    Or, what if when Shane leaves Ilya on the couch, he only makes it past the front door before breaking down?

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    Marleau is really good at keeping secrets. He's also really good at hinting when he knows things.

    Ilya, however, is a dense fucking idiot sometimes.

    (Suicide Attempts tag is there for reference, it is not on the page and is not made light of)

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    The Raiders have known for years that Rozanov was seeing a Montreal girl

    They decide to text her

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    “Show me.” Shane said.

    With a curt nod, the customer turned and led him around the corner, away from the bakery section. They walked in silence until they reached the wine aisle and Shane let out an audible groan before he could stop himself. It was a big mess, big enough to see from twenty feet away. A broken bottle was lying on the floor, steeped in a pool of pungent red wine, and shattered glass was scattered even further than the huge puddle. There were chips of glass throughout the aisle, right where anyone could step on them. Hell, he nearly stepped on one.

    “Sorry.” The man repeated, sheepishly, “It was accident.”

    Shane was not in the mood to deal with this right now.

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    “Who was that?” Hollander is mid-tucking himself in, eyebrows furrowed. If Ilya didn’t know any better, he’d think Hollander was upset.

    “My best friend,” he says truthfully.

    “Oh.” Hollander furrows his eyebrows deeper. “It sounded like a girl.”

    “Yes…” says Ilya slowly. “Sveta—Svetlana is a girl.”

    “Oh.” Hollander’s eyes dart away, as if still processing.

    Ilya sighs. “Are you going to suck me off or should I get dressed now?”

    Shane Hollander learns that Ilya Rozanov's best friend is a girl named Svetlana and he is...jealous to say the least.

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    Or, AU where Ilya calls Svetlana "Sveta" for no other reason except my personal satisfaction.

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