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    "Chlamydia?" Ilya has never heard Hollander's voice reach such heights in the absence of a cock. "You have chlamydia?"

    "I did not get it on purpose," Ilya complains.

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    23 Jul 2026

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    In 2008, Shane Hollander lost to Ilya Rozanov. Fresh-faced, hungry. Like he’d been living off victory points that were scraps compared to the real thing, compared to beating Rozanov, the first man in the world to make him feel second-best. Back then, he’d thought that was the only thing he felt, too. That the electric pulse jostling between them in the gym some time later was a trick of the mind. It was like seeing sky above for the first time. See you at the draft. Life in that paper body.

    or: Ilya comes back. This is the crux of it.

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    18 Jul 2026

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    no really though..... do you know this about summer????????????????????????????????????????

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    Someone posts a photo of Shane looking very in love with Ilya after the first term of the Irina Foundation's hockey camp.

    Ilya’s grinning, his head bowed towards Shane’s, his hand gripping the back of Shane’s neck. They’re in their kit on the ice.

    Ilya's a little blurry, in motion, but Shane's not. It’s Shane’s face. It’s what his face is doing, it has to be. He’s ducked his head, but it’s still visible. He’s looking at Ilya. Shane’s never seen that look on his own face. He didn’t know it could do that. It’s soft and hungry. His eyes are hot. He’s melting under Ilya’s hand. It’s a smoking fucking gun. There’s a fragment of his love on his face, on Twitter.

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    09 Jul 2026

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    He’s just about ready to doze off—his ritualistic pre-dinner, thirty-minute nap—when, suddenly, Ilya says, “Huh. Interesting.”

    Shane cracks one eye open. “Hmm?”

    “Oh, nothing, малыш,” he replies, though his brows are furrowed when he says it. Shane’s even more curious now.

    “No, really, what is it?”

    Ilya must lose some internal debate; a deep sigh leaves his body before, wordlessly, he turns his phone to Shane.

    The bright light makes him squint, still not used to Ilya and his affinity for both using the light-mode feature and turning the brightness in his phone to a maximum. He forgoes scolding him when, after his eyes have adjusted, he reads: Metros acquires Fil-Canadian Rivera; second Asian player in franchise history after Hollander.

    At first he thinks, oh, that’s my name. Shane hasn’t seen his name mentioned remotely near the words ‘Montreal Metros’ ever since he transferred to Ottawa three years ago. Then, and this is when it finally dawns on him, Shane thinks: second?

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    08 Jul 2026

  5. Rec 28

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    They’ve just turned onto I-89 when Svetlana turns to him and asks, “Have you ever thought about Shane?”

    Truthfully he doesn’t remember the first time he thought about Shane like that. He shrugs, takes a sip of his Dunkalatte, avoids Svetlana’s piercing gaze. “Sometimes. Nothing serious.”

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    03 Jul 2026