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    “Lando, right. I’m Oscar. We’ve got everything under control in there now, the rest of the guys are just finishing up a few final checks before the scene is fully cleared. Just wanted to- Shit, sorry, you must be freezing. Here,” the man - Oscar - replied, suddenly pulling off the thick fire retardant jacket he was wearing and draping it around Lando’s shoulders. 

    Lando’s eyes widened for a moment, nearly choking on air while he inadvertently looked over the man's physique that was now visible, which… Good god. His biceps were cruelly massive, the tight black shirt he was wearing accentuating his broad chest, and Lando felt like he could just about pass out. The warmth of the jacket was nice, too, but the cold had suddenly felt much less pressing. 

    “Thanks,” he choked out, clearing his throat. “Yeah, uh… Pretty cold out here.”

    Oscar laughed quietly, as if Lando couldn’t get any more infatuated, but he quickly moved on. “No problem at all, mate. ‘S what we’re here for. Just, maybe stick to takeaway next time, yeah? As nice as it is to meet you, I’d hate to be showing back up here for another fire.”

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    In which Oscar is a firefighter, and Lando is down bad

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    09 Jun 2026

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    Ilya sits down carefully and takes Shane’s hand. “I am going to ask you something, and I want you to try not to freak out, okay? Take a breath, think about it.”
    That sounds… serious.
    “The Centaurs are having a barbeque,” Ilya says. “I would like to go, and I would like you to come with me.”

    Shane meets the Centaurs. As Ilya's close personal friend slash charity partner from Canada.

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    17 May 2026

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    “You’re frowning,” Rose notices.

    “More drama at home.” Shane pushes his phone towards Ilya, who doesn’t look at the screen. Instead, he locks and pockets it.

    “Hey!” Shane protests.

    “No, you have screen time limit now. The children are fine.” Ilya shakes his head.

    Rose smiles, clearly amused. “Aw, are they struggling without you there? Must be nice to be needed.”

    “It’s fucking annoying is what it is,” Ilya holds out a hand. “But they will have to deal without us for now.”

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    Shane, Ilya, Troy and Luca got to LA for the GLAAD awards. In the meantime, everything goes wrong in Ottawa.

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    13 May 2026

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    Oh, Shane's going to get Ilya good.
    He’s going to get him real good, and the best part is, Ilya doesn’t suspect a thing. How could he? It is a truth universally acknowledged that Shane Hollander is boring. The one with his feet firmly planted on the ground, the one who doesn’t like loafing around.
    But today? Today, Shane is going to prank Ilya, and his boyfriend won’t know what hit him.

     

    Or, Shane pranks Ilya. It goes as well as anybody might expect.

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    13 May 2026

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    “You are planning to rob me or what?” He hears Rozanov call, and he can’t help but smile slightly even as he rolls his eyes, closing the door to the linen closet and feeling strangely lighter than when he opened it, reassured that he’s just trying to read into a blank page, that today doesn’t mean anything more than Rozanov doesn’t mind him being around, which is strangely flattering.

    “I don’t know,” he calls back. “Don’t Russians like diamonds and fur and stuff? Where should I start looking if I want to know what my options are?”

    He hears Rozanov laugh, and it makes him smile.

    When he joins him in the living room once more, Rozanov tugs him down to lean against him again. Shane goes easier this time, settling into it, knowing it doesn’t mean anything other than the fact that he just happens to be the closest warm body, the person on Rozanov’s roster who filled today’s slot.

    (the tuna meltdown doesn't happen) (this does not mean they get ANY better at communication)

    (or: how shane didn't realize he had a boyfriend for several months)

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