Percy_Chase



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    "Sorry, what?" Shane tore his eyes away from Ilya.

    Wyatt snorted, amused. "You know you can go over there, right? The days of gazing longingly at each other and hoping nobody notices are behind you, buddy."

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    08 Jan 2026

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    He only realizes he’s doing it when it’s too late to stop.

    He’s standing in the drink aisle of the grocery store, checking the expiration dates on the cans of Coke, mentally cross-checking them with Boston’s away game schedule, and the reality hits him like someone shook one of those cans and popped it open. A snap. A fizz. A mess.

    Shane is making space for Ilya.

     

    (or, lessons in budget-friendly shopping, home decor, and resisting the urge to neatly combine all your situationship’s shit into a drawer in your bedroom because you might be falling in love with him: a seven-ish step guide by shane hollander, who is so, so fucked)

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    07 Jan 2026

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    After a losing game, Cliff ends up at a bar with a melancholy Ilya Rozanov, but it's clear Rozanov is upset about more than just the game. Cliff attempts to offer emotional support and then some relationship advice, even though he's not stellar at either.

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    07 Jan 2026

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    At that moment, Ilya knew he was hallucinating, and that he’d hit his head a lot harder than he thought.

    Because here was Shane fucking Hollander— in his fucking kitchen, wearing his fucking clothes. He was making borscht.

    “What the fuck,” Ilya croaked.

    (Ilya takes a rough hit. Shane is there to take care of him.)

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    07 Jan 2026

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    The internet has decided that Ilya Rozanov is absolutely, definitely, 100% banging a Hollander.

    They’ve got photo evidence. Multiple sightings. Instagram stories from the same café. The man stayed OVERNIGHT at the Hollander residence.

    It’s the most legendary power move in NHL history: seduce your rival’s hot mom to assert dominance. There’s just one tiny problem with this theory. Ilya’s fucking a Hollander, all right. Just … not that one.

    Or in which Ilya’s boyfriend's mother keeps adopting him, the internet keeps assuming the worst, and Shane Hollander is having the worst month of his entire life. At least until he does something that breaks hockey forever.

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    06 Jan 2026