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    “There’s going to be a celebration today,” San Lang says, his voice still low with sleep. He waits until Xie Lian’s eyes have blinked all the way open to start speaking, the back of Xie Lian’s hand still pressed to his mouth.

    “Is there?” Xie Lian asks, a little lazy in his still sleepy state. He curls his fingers around San Lang’s, holding onto his hand in return. His dark hair is wild and disorderly around his face, the way it usually is upon waking, save for the single tidy braid that ends in a round coral bead. San Lang nods, flipping Xie Lian’s hand over to kiss the lines of his palm, followed by the inside of his wrist.

    He lays his head back for a moment, letting San Lang’s mouth wander up the inside of his arm, kissing the skin that Xie Lian’s inner robes leave exposed. It takes a moment of thought before Xie Lian comes up with the answer, suppressing a laugh when San Lang’s mouth lingers at the sensitive crease of his arm.

    “Shangyuan Festival?” He asks, rolling his head to the side so he can take in San Lang once again. He nods, releasing Xie Lian’s arms to cup a hand around his cheek. Xie Lian presses his face into San Lang’s cool hand. “Are we celebrating as well?”

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    12 Apr 2026

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    Shane sends him a text that says 'thinking about your cock' with a picture of his rippling abs, and even though Ilya really appreciates the abs, all he can think about is the faint bruise blooming on Shane's ribs, and whether it hurts him very badly, and whether there's anything Ilya could do to make it hurt less, if he were there. He wants to be there, he realizes. He wants to be there for the rest of his life.

    He has to duck out of the team weight room so he can cough up a fistful of petals.

    So.

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    Or: Ilya gets Hanahaki disease.

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    02 Feb 2026

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    Canada had given him his life as he knew it, but it had never felt one hundred percent comfortable, either. He missed Russia sometimes, but it didn’t have the thing that mattered most. Ilya had exactly one home, and it was this: his face pressed into a smooth chest, his head tucked under a strong jaw, with freckled arms wrapped around him and delicate fingers combing through his hair. Anywhere else was a temporary excursion.

    A treatise on second (and third) languages, homesickness, acceptance, Shane's struggle learning Russian, and the things people do when they care.

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    06 Jan 2026

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    Lily: How many times can you come in an hour?

    Shane doesn’t know. But he’s happy to test it.

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    31 Dec 2025

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    Wen Kexing twisted his fingers to wrap his ponytail around his fist. "First allow me to help."

    "Sure," said Zhou Zishu, allowing his head to be drawn back. "Direct me to the nearest brothel."

    "But Ah Xu," said Wen Kexing with a sweetly disappointed expression. "I'm right here. And I wouldn't even charge you."

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    Zhou Zishu drank some bad wine.

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    22 Sep 2025