Nyeako



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    The first sound Ilya hears is a thin, discordant symphony of beeps and whirs. Something vibrating. 

    The next thing he hears is…wet. A sort of shaking, gargling sound, that feels like the ugliest crying he’s ever heard. And through it, Shane’s voice. 

    “I’m with him now, mom. He’s— he’s not fine. He’s not. I know—”

    Ilya wants to ask who's not fine, but he can’t feel his own body, his mouth, enough to ask.

    “Yeah,” Shane is saying, only slightly calmer. “I know. He wasn’t breathing—"

    Ilya knows there's a link, between the clinical musicality of medical settings, Shane’s audible, awful distress, and his own physical incapacity. It’s just, it’s so tenuous, and the air around him is so thick, so heavy. It would be easy, to sleep, a little. 

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    Footage of the last game between Ottawa and Montreal is everywhere; it’s breached containment from the sports world, and now it seems like everyone is baying for Montreal’s blood. Except, Ilya is oblivious. Not exactly blissfully so, but as the fight for accountability within the league rages on without him, Ilya just wants someone, anyone, to tell him what happened.

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    Ilya takes a nasty hit on the ice, but it's nothing he hasn't brushed off before. Or at least, that's what he thought.

    Off the ice, Shane finds himself overwhelmed with the unexpected complications of Ilya's injury.

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    Ilya’s still learning what Shane likes and needs, observing him quietly because Shane’s not so forthcoming with what he wants unless he’s certain it’s what he’s supposed to want. But it’s not until Shane reaches back and grabs Ilya’s hip to pull him closer, pressing their bodies together and taking some of Ilya’s weight, that he realises Shane’s been studying Ilya the same way.

    “I’m trying to take care of you.”
    “Why?” Ilya says, instead of something safer.
    Shane twists over his shoulder to frown at him. “Because I want to? Because you’re tired and sad and not feeling well?”
    “Oh.” Ilya pulls his bottom lip through his teeth. “But I…”
    “I think maybe we both fucked up tonight?” Shane says tentatively.
    “No, is not your fault.” Ilya rubs a hand over Shane’s shoulder and then kisses it, wet and soft. “You’re good.”
    Shane hums like he’s not convinced. He turns and drapes his arms over Ilya’s shoulders, still pressed close. “After this, will you…”
    “Yes,” Ilya says, his mind sharpening attentively, “Tell me what you need.”


    Or: They communicate just a little bit better and let themselves be just a little more vulnerable, both with each other and their people.

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    16 Jul 2026

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    Awww just wholesome. Check for Part 2!

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    When Shane first notices in the locker room showers, he’s having about six different crises at the same time that he’s trying not to get caught looking anywhere near Rozanov’s dick, so it doesn’t really register all the way.

    It’s not until he’s watching Rozanov move up the bed that night that Shane’s eyes snag again on the scars littering his upper thighs and he realises what they are: self-inflicted.


    Or: they’re both a little less terrible at having feelings for their rival-with-benefits, Shane grows more comfortable with letting some rules change, and Ilya grows more comfortable with opening up to Shane.

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    16 Jul 2026

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    Lovely little fic, I like the authors writing style and need to check the others.

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    They're having breakfast when he tells them. He only remembers because he'd dreamed weird again last night. This time it was an older boy, who was trying to stop a little golden-haired baby from crying.

    “What,” says Mom, in that flat voice she gets when she's trying not to sound surprised.

    “...what?” says Dad, who clearly hadn't been listening. That's fine, Shane forgets to listen too, sometimes.

    “I keep dreaming people I don't know,” Shane repeats patiently. He can be patient.

    Shane Hollander habitually ends up in other people's dreams, which is fine. It's a family trait, on both sides, to slip into the dreams of the people you love. What's less fine is how Shane keeps dreaming strangers.

    Or: like if a soulmates au took several detours.

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