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    “It’s my boyfriend and I’s anniversary tonight and I’d like to get him some flowers.”

    “...Ah.”

    Ilya supposes he should have seen that coming.

    He puts even more care than usual in the bouquet, probably out of spite—mostly out of jealousy. It’s childish, and he knows that Shane won’t ever look at his fucking peonies and think ‘These are so gorgeous, I definitely ought to leave my partner for this random florist I met twice’.

    Whatever.

    If he deliberately chooses flowers with awful upkeep that will wilt easily, then it’s no one’s business but his.

     

    or: Shane comes to buy flowers for his boyfriend every week. Ilya hates it.

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    01 Jul 2026

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    Shane coughs up a petal in Las Vegas, in a hotel elevator that’s going down.

    He has his hanahaki surgery a month later. There’s no other choice: Shane doesn’t want to die or stop playing hockey, and Rozanov has made it perfectly clear, over and over, that they are nothing to each other.

    But his post-surgery instructions don’t tell him how to keep playing in a league where Rozanov is still always there. Or what to do when Rozanov texts him before a game in Boston.

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    13 May 2026

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    "We are not anything."

    And that was how it started.

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    13 Apr 2026

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    Rather than give him the joint, Ilya takes it back between his own lips and sucks in a deep breath, the tip glowing as he does so. Then, before Shane can process it, he’s reaching up and sliding one large hand around the back of Shane’s neck, pulling him down so their lips meet.

    Shane gasps softly, and Ilya takes the opportunity to blow smoke into his open and waiting mouth.

    Oh, God. Are you there? It’s me, Shane Hollander. We’ve had our differences, but I think I’d like to convert for real this time. I’m ready. Open the pearly white gates. I’m coming up.

    Shane goes to a house party, gets high, then gets on his knees. bon appetite
    now a multi-chapter saga bc i couldn't help myself

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    27 Mar 2026

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    Svetlana: Ilyusha, I have a proposition for you.

    Ilya: What?

    Svetlana: I have a friend - he is very sweet, very handsome. Realized he’s gay but is too nervous to date because he’s inexperienced in bed. Up for giving him some lessons? He’s not out. Would be DL.

    Ilya: No.

    Shane’s breath hitched. Why did he feel so disappointed? This was the best case scenario. Getting sex lessons from his hockey arch rival was the worst thing he could do. This was good. This was how it should be. And his name had never been said, so Rozanov was none the wiser–

    He yelped when he saw what Svetlana had responded with.

    Svetlana: It’s Shane Hollander.

    Ilya: Da. I will do it.

    Or; Ilya Rozanov gives Shane Hollander sex lessons. What could go wrong?

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    25 Mar 2026