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    I love watching you on the ice, sore from you, knowing no one else can tell but us.

    Before Ilya could remember how to speak—in any language at all—Shane was subbed in. At that point, it was already bad. Shane was the Duke of Directness, the Verbatim Vicomte; he’d come out to Ilya the minute he figured it out himself, begged to be fucked like he was following up on an email, and thought discussing the intricacies of his Evoque’s off-road capabilities made for riveting bedtime conversation. He did not do dirty talk anymore than he did losing hockey games. And yet.

    Right as his skates hit the ice, he glanced over his shoulder at Ilya.

    And winked.

    Aka: Shane finally learns Russian. Chaos ensues.

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    Shane lifts one eyelid again to look at Rozanov. His eyes are red-rimmed. Like he’s been crying. “Why…why aren’t you in Boston?”

    Rozanov’s brow furrows. “Why would I be in Boston?”

    “You, you’re captain. Raiders. Boston.”

    The room is silent except for the beeping of monitors.

    In 2023, Shane takes a bad hit on the ice. When he wakes up, the last thing he remembers is a tuna melt.

    There’s a lot to get used to.

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    25 May 2026

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    Shane and Ilya are different behind closed doors.
    A multi POV fic that allows other characters to get a glimpse behind the wall.

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    25 May 2026

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    “When you’re with her,” Ilya continues, voice rough and breathless, “and she does fuck all for you no matter how hard you close your eyes, do you try to angle your hand so she brushes up on the scar? Do you do everything you can to remember it exists? Am I there with you, Hollander? Always?”

    Shane wants to touch him—so he does the only thing he’s allowed to do.

    He throws the first punch.

    Or: After Shane and Ilya's first on-ice fight sends the media into a frenzy, the league forces them to date to control the narrative.

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    25 May 2026

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    He sometimes imagined what might happen if he caught it in his mouth. If he moaned at just the right moment so the tiny gold crucifix would fall into place on his tongue.

    An accident.

    Plausible deniability if Rozanov found it weird.

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    Shane has a lot of feelings about Ilya Rozanov’s necklace.

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    25 May 2026