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    It's just a hat. Ilya knows it's just a hat. He has, at various points, made a reasonable and intelligent case to himself for why it is just a hat. Shane knows exactly what the hat does to his boyfriend. Shane is not sorry about this and will gladly take responsibility for the consequences of his actions.

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    “We made a stop at Sveta’s hotel on the way,” Ilya said, stepping back so Shane could admire him fully, the way his clothes clung so tight to his body, the way his makeup and body glitter shimmered even in the low bedroom light. “She said she wanted to have some fun and make me look pretty. Do you think she did a good job? Do I look pretty?”

    Shane considered the question a moment before he answered, his voice as weak and wobbly as his knees. “I mean, I… Yes, Ilya, you really fucking do. Holy shit.”
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    Svetlana takes Ilya out to go clubbing and Ilya comes home dolled up in makeup and pink lace. Shane is very normal about it.

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    Disclaimer: The characters herein belong to JK Rowling. I do not own them or receive monies for this endeavor. This is for entertainment purposes only.

    Harry's so big, men balk at him topping. But not Draco.

    Please see notes before reading.

    This is written for the wonderful capitu as a birthday gift. It features hung!Harry, one of her favorites.

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    21 Jun 2026

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    They sat in silence for a few seconds and watched the surf rolling in and out, in and out. Shane eased one knee up and rested his arm across it, watching Ilya out of the corner of his eye with infinite patience.

    “You wanna talk about it?” he asked, voice soft enough that the wind almost stole it.

    He did want to talk. His chest was full of words. Too full. But the idea of opening all that up? Of watching Shane recoil, or worse, watching him care? It was unbearable. The thought of being comforted by Shane, of feeling that warmth and knowing he couldn’t keep it, nearly crushed him.

    Ilya kept his eyes on the water and his jaw tight.

    Shane reached out slowly and carefully and let the tip of one finger trace the outside of Ilya’s forearm. Just a whisper of contact. A question, not a demand.

    Ilya looked at him. Shane gave a small tilt of his hand, beckoning him closer.

    “Come here.”

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    A deviation from the All-Star weekend in Tampa:

    Instead of finding Shane on the bench, it’s Ilya alone with his ghosts and falling apart in ways he never lets anyone see.

    Until Shane sits beside him.

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    23 May 2026