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Quinn can’t remember the first time he heard someone talk about being gay like it was wrong, only that since then it’s never stopped.
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Quinn Hughes fucking hates himself because he craves the feeling of Kirill's skin against his own. Watch him destroy and then rebuild himself as he comes to terms with his homosexuality!!!
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12 May 2026
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The whole Soulmate thing was dumb. The universe couldn't just decide who you were going to fall in love with. And besides, Quinn didn't have time for any of that. He had a hockey career to chase, a dying team to carry, and one annoying ass left winger to beat.
The one where they're soulmates, and they don't realize it. But maybe they'll fall in love anyway.
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12 May 2026
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As Quinn attempted to turn away, maybe to try and wake up from this dream, he felt a hand grab the edge of his hoodie. It was unsure, but firm in its grip anyways. It made Quinn pause and he inhaled shakily, a question hot on his tongue but not daring to be said. He could then feel Kirill behind him more than ever, and that was enough to make him exhale. A hot breath came on the back of his neck before he felt Kirill’s forehead rest on his shoulder.
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16 Apr 2026
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If you asked Quinn how things have been going since his and Kirill’s conversation, he would tell you he has given Kirill as much space as the man wants (which it turns out is none— Kirill still sleeps on top of him and goes down on him like it’s a privilege to do so).
But if he were a bit more honest, he’d admit that he has officially initiated phase one of get Kirill to fuck. GKTF for short.
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Quinn and Kirill can’t keep their hands off each other ever since they started this, but Kirill won’t fuck him. Quinn wasn’t raised a quitter, so he’s determined to make it happen. He may have to tend to some of Kirill’s wounds before it does.
Part 2 of No Hiding
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07 Apr 2026
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“Hey.” Kirill says, eyes meeting Quinns. “You okay?” He asks softly. The locker room around them isn’t quiet but everyone is chatting in hushed tones.
Quinn scrunches his eyebrows up in question. “What?”
“Your nose.” Kirill says, touching his forefinger to the bridge of his nose.
“Oh, yeah, it’s fine.” He says, waving it off.
Kirill raises an eyebrow at him and Quinn huffs a laugh. “Your lip too?” Kirill asks, reaching out to cup Quinns face in his hand, tilting it back up while gently touching the bruising mark at the corner of Quinns mouth with his thumb.
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03 Apr 2026