You, all over me, streetsofmercy, M, 4k words, oneshot
“Shane?” Hayden waved a hand in front of his face, snapping him back to reality. “Who’s the girl that Rozanov t-shirt belongs to? And, stop me if i’m overstepping, but does she wear it in the bedroom? Is that what you’re into?!”
Or, the story of an old Rozanov t-shirt and the effect it has on both Shane and Ilya.
take a cute fic rec for all the serious incomplete ones I've been reccing lately 😭 imma make a masterlist of all these soon... probably
https://archiveofourown.org/works/76534321


















