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    Shane Hollander was having what was quite possibly the worst night anybody has ever had in the history of the universe. A nightmare of epic proportions he just wanted to wake up from. He squeezed his eyes shut, and desperately hoped to open them in the nondescript Marriott hotel room he was sharing with Hayden. Please let this whole night be a bad dream.
    Please, please, please he silently begged the universe.
    With a steadying breath, he cautiously squinted his eyes open.
    Fuck.
    Nope, still in a South-end Boston jail cell at 3am, sandwiched between a drug dealer and the worst mistake of a hook-up he could have made.
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    Shane gets himself into some unlikely trouble and needs to be bailed out of a Boston jail in the middle of the night. There's really only one person he can call, and it's the last person he wants to face...
    Set post-tuna melt in a universe where Rose doesn't happen.

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    24 Jun 2026

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    Shane climbs on top of him then, swinging a muscular thigh over Ilya’s shoulder, and then he’s seated on Ilya’s chest, his knees framing Ilya’s head, leaning back so he can still look down and lock eyes with him. “You can do this, can’t you? Just be good and keep that mouth open for me. Let me grind on your tongue, make myself feel good since you can’t do it.” 

    And it’s a lie, of course it is, both of them know Ilya was making Shane feel so good he couldn’t even handle it, but fuck. Ilya nods, desperate and dizzy with it, opening his mouth already, showing his tongue off to Shane like he’s proving himself, look at me, I can follow commands, I can open my mouth for you, I can stick my tongue out and pant for you like a fucking dog, he thinks. 

    “Fuck, you look stupid,” is the last thing Shane says before he lifts his hips up, taking his weight off of Ilya’s chest, and lowers himself down until his cheeks are smothering Ilya, until Ilya’s tongue is right against his hole, warm and engulfing, and Shane’s balls are resting heavy on his face. 

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    Part 3 of pathetic, loser, stoner, frat bro Ilya x cool, confident, slightly mean jock Shane

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    24 Jun 2026

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    It took a moment for Ilya’s brain to catch up.

    “My father knows about me and Shane?”

    “The whole world knows about you and Shane! Did you not hear me?”

    Or: Shane's phone is stolen in Sochi. They're outed and and have to go on the run together to get out of Russia before being caught by the Russian authorities.

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    22 Jun 2026

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    It's 2008. Due to an injury, Ilya Rozanov never made it to the International Prospects Cup. But Fate's gonna do what Fate's gonna do; this summer, Shane Hollander will be tutoring at an English language intensive hockey camp in Moscow.

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    22 Jun 2026

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    Then like an anomaly in one of his datasets, a green OPEN tag appears next to one of the restaurants. Shane squints his eyes, having difficulty seeing properly without his glasses.

    Irina's Kitchen
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    Shane doesn't bother reading them. He taps on the website and waits for it to load. Only to be met with error.

    Sighing he exits the page and keeps on scrolling. Nothing that is open catches his interest and the rest are closed. He's wondering how stale celery would taste dipped in pickle juice when his eyes land on Irina's Kitchen once more.

    There's a phone number under the address. Shane bites his lower lip and wonders if he should call.

    A woman with an accented voice picks up after the 5th ring.

    “Hello?”

    “Uh, hey, are you guys still open?”

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    19 Jun 2026