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    "And they, well. They brought in an omega specialist?”

    “Specialist?” Ilya asked, his tone wary. The word sounded uncomfortable in his mouth, so Shane tried to fill in the gaps.

    “A doctor. For omegas.”

    That threw Rozanov off for a second. “But you are not omega?”

    Shane scrunched up his face, creasing the skin on his forehead and around his eyes. Taking a deep breath, he dropped the first of his two bombs. “No, Rozanov. I am. I’m an omega.”

    He heard the Russian hum on the other side, considering this. “Makes sense. Is why you are so pretty. And why you have such nice ass.”

    Shane’s ears burned. “Shut up, stop talking about my ass.”

    “But I can still talk about how pretty you are, yes?”

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    hellooooooo i am back and i am writing the alpha/omega fanfic of my dreams!!! do not wake me im exactly where i wanna be!!! aka a fuck or die where shane is on suppressants for far too long and calls ilya for help with his terrible horrible awful no good impending heat - but the circumstances and the yearning are magnified by like a billion times <3 yay!

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    16 Jun 2026

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    “I don’t want to go back to school,” he whispered. “I don’t want summer to end.”
    I don’t want to lose you.
    “We will make it work.” The assurance of his steady tone, the cool resolve in it, was a warm balm to Shane’s anxiety. 
    “Yeah.” He looked back out over the neighborhood, swallowing the lump in his throat that felt Ilya-sized. It’d come back thicker when they were forced apart next week, a final goodbye as they began the seventh grade. Pushing the thought as far back in his mind as it would go, he forced a small smile. “But let’s stay up here for a bit longer, anyway.”

    OR: Shane and Ilya met when they were eleven, and figured it out eight years later.

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    10 Jun 2026

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    Shane should be here right now, should be in Ilya’s house. Ilya should be teasing him about being picky while going through delivery options for food on his phone. Shane should be discovering that Ilya has ginger ale in the fridge and the protein bars Shane mentioned liking in an interview in his pantry. He should be making out with Shane on the couch, sneaking a hand into his pants, teasing him about whether they can beat the deliveryman and arrive before he does. Shane was supposed to spend the night tonight, the Montreal team not set to leave until tomorrow afternoon because of potential bad weather in the morning. Shane should be fed and showered and ready to curl up in bed with Ilya tonight.
    But Shane is in a hospital.

    And Ilya is here.

    He pulls up Jane in his phone again. He presses call.

    “Hey, you’ve reached Shane Hollander-”

    Ilya closes his eyes and lets Shane’s voice roll over him.

    (canon divergence in which shane getting injured happens during a game in boston) (...which means shane then gets to go home with ilya to recover)

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    10 Jun 2026

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    “Jesus fuck,” Marley says, before he gets a look at Ilya's smug face and rolls his eyes. “At least tell me you didn't bite her back."

    He shakes his head, grinning. “She is most fussy,” he says. “No marks, Rozanov; no shoes in the house, asshole; stop picking me up and throwing me on my bed, I just made it, dickhead,” he mocks, before he gestures at his shoulder. “And then she rides me for three hours and bites me like a vampire. These things I must suffer through.”

    OR: Boston's got the Montreal Jane pattern basically locked down. The bite mark on Ilya's shoulder is new, though.

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    27 May 2026