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    [Initiating punishment protocol.]

    Wait wait wait wait. 

    What!? 

    Where is this coming from??

    What did he do, System!? Lying in bed like a lump on a log, not moving or speaking as he tries and fails to drift to sleep, what could he conceivably be doing that would merit a punishment!? And where do you get off, barging in to dole out reprimands out of nowhere when you’ve been radio silent for the last few years! Is the plot over or isn’t it???

    “Mn.” Plastered to his side like sticky rice as per usual, a needy arm curled around his waist to keep him close and make sure that he can’t wander off without waking him, Luo Binghe stirs slightly as Shen Qingqiu stiffens with rage. “Husband…?” 

    Shen Qingqiu opens his mouth to reassure him, but his voice completely refuses to leave his throat. And that’s when it appears. 

    1. “Get off, you’re suffocating me.” (Coldly push him away.) 
    2. “Husband, I’m feeling a little restless~” (Turn into him seductively.) 
    3. “It’s nothing, just a bad dream.” 

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    The System gets inventive, and Shen Qingqiu has to work with limited options.

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    23 Jun 2026

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    “Honestly, dude, you’re fucking handling this like a champ.”
    He’s not. He’s handling it the way he has to, the only way there is to handle it. “Well, I am champ, so.”
    Marlow chuckles.
    He sounds like he’s about to say something else heartfelt and misinformed, so Ilya flicks on the radio.
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    Ilya gets outed fall 2014. Objectively it's good for gay hockey but it sure doesn't feel like it.

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    22 Jun 2026

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    After practice, in the locker room, JJ had checked his phone with a strange look on his face. He stared at it so intensely, like he was trying to look at something very small. And then his eyes widened, and he shouted what the fuck so loud that everybody turned to look.

    “Dude, what the fuck yourself,” Hayden laughed, and swiped JJ’s phone off the floor before anyone else could get it first. And he saw—well. At first, he wasn’t sure what he was looking at. And then he saw Ilya fucking Rozanov pissing all over his best friend’s chest, and, well. What the fuck was he supposed to do with that?

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    20 Jun 2026

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    "Oh my God, what?" Shane demands, nervous now.
    Ilya swears in Russian again. "Is, um. The condom."
    Fuck. "What about the condom?"
    "On porvalysa," he says, like he can't fucking bring himself to say it in a language that Shane can understand. Then he finally looks at Shane, mouth covered like he's a cowering dog afraid to show Shane his teeth. "It broke."

    Ilya Rozanov and Shane Hollander are twenty, on top of the world, and a little irresponsible about it. This is the crash.

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    He and Shane are in bed together, Ilya’s lips attached to Shane’s neck as they lazily grind against each other, when Shane says, “So you’ve slept with like eight hundred women.”

    Immediately, Ilya stops. He releases Shane’s neck—even though it makes Shane whine unhappily—and pulls back so he can meet Shane’s eyes. “What?”

    “You’ve slept with eight hundred women,” Shane says. He’s a bit pink in the cheeks, but that might just be the arousal. “I did the math."

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