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    "Simon," Wilhelm murmured from the corner of his mouth, still facing the screen. His voice was hoarse and even, pitched just low enough that it wouldn't pick up in his mic. "you said just to sit. Not to literally fuck yourself on my thigh."

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    Simon is ovulating, every part of him raw and aching with a desperate need only Wilhelm can soothe. But Wilhelm is trapped in an important Zoom meeting, his voice calm and measured on the surface while underneath, every nerve screams with the pull of Simon's teasing presence.

    Behind the screen, where no one can see or hear, Simon and Wilhelm fight to hold back the craving that threatens to consume them both, a secret fire burning bright, fueled by need, longing, and the aching desire to be seen and held, even in the most impossible moments.

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    22 Mar 2026

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    "We're setting you up with a billet situation," Fletcher continued. "It's pretty common for first-year players, especially international guys. Gives you a chance to settle in, learn the city, have someone looking out for you."

    "Okay," Ilya said slowly, not entirely sure what a billet was, but not wanting to admit his ignorance.

     He could guess from the context – he’d heard of rookies being assigned to live with older single players, veterans who could show them the ropes. Maybe that was what Fletcher meant. Connors maybe, he was probably a handful of years older than Ilya. Or perhaps Becker. Ilya just hoped it was someone who–

    "You'll be staying with Nikolai Petrov and his family."

    The words hit Ilya like a punch to the gut. For a moment, he forgot how to breathe.

    "Petrov?" he managed, his voice coming out strangled.
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    The Bears decide that Ilya should be set up with a billet for his first season. The idea of spending a year living with a man that Ilya is sure hates him is completely terrifying. And yet, it ends up being the best thing to ever happen to him.

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    17 Mar 2026

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    there aren’t enough words to describe how much i love this fic. i love that even though the story centers around ilya, there’s still amazing emotional pov from the other characters. these ocs!!!!!! blowing the petrovs a kiss each and then putting them in my pocket. god i wish they were canon because this fic feels like a fully realized hr spinoff. incredible story, gorgeous vivid writing

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    There is a strong scent of antiseptic in the air, the kind that always haunts hospitals and morgues. Ilya thinks it is fitting. He thinks, perhaps, that some vital organ of his is failing irreparably, and he is only waiting for a doctor to call out his time of death.

    “You have lost your memories.” It’s not a question. Ilya’s burning hand drops from Shane’s cheek.

    “Yeah,” Shane says easily. “Wait, shit, did no one tell you?”

    “Is it temporary.” Ilya’s voice is hoarse, pleading. “This memory loss, is it… tell me that it is temporary.” Please, please, God. I know I promised to give anything up, but-

    Shane looks at Ilya with wide eyes. “They don’t know,” he says gently. He seems to be catching onto Ilya’s distress despite the drugs in his system.

    Ilya feels cold all over. Yes, any moment now, they will cover him with a white sheet and take him away.

    Shane's concussion in S01E05 leaves him missing his memories from the last decade. Ilya is now the only person in the world who knows the truth about him and Shane, and is forced to question whether to burden Shane with their complicated relationship or to walk away.

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    12 Mar 2026

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    gorgeous fic, AMAZING coding like nothing i’ve ever seen on this site before yea im obsessed

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    “What if we kissed?”

    Hongjoong chokes on the bite of sandwich he just took.

    “To break the curse,” Yunho clarifies.

    It takes two hacking coughs to clear his throat before Hongjoong can reply, “That’s not how it works.”

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    Hongjoong starts reliving the same workday. (Un)fortunately, someone else is stuck in time with him.

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    20 Mar 2025

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    I LOVED THISSSS cries with big wet eyes