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Second Son
by Apples_and_Beckett
‘Hello?’ Yuna answered.A Russian mumble of words.‘Ilya?’ her eyes still half shut, sleep trying to pull her back in.‘I…need…’ his voice is hoarse and deep, not in a drunken way, but certainly out of character.‘What’s wrong?’‘…Mama?’ his weak mumble instantly had Yuna awake and moving.‘I’m coming Sweetie’‘Oke…’ --- Or the one where Ilya gets food poisoning