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    Steganography: the practice of concealing secret information in the everyday. Saying one thing and meaning another.

    On the ice, it's feinting, deking. Ilya’s good at that.

    Off the ice, he's even better.

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    28 Apr 2026

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    Ilya. Ilya cannot breathe. There is a knife in his gut now, and the one in his throat, and there is Mama on the floor and Lyosha in the doorway and every goddamn dignitary the MLH has watching him—watching him—

    And Maxim Fyodorovich Dubov, who is not homophobic but doesn’t wear the Pride jerseys or use the tape, who wants to go home, is very very careful with his stupid English words—this man just murdered Ilya at the bar of the Four Seasons in Vegas with everyone watching, on behalf of the motherland and on behalf of Lyosha, Lyosha who has authority now, who has denounced him and come out of it with honor, who has no family now—who designed a message to fly ear-to-ear, travelling ten thousand kilometres without leaving a trace, buried in ciphers and subtext and the mountain man’s forbidding face.

    Safe, Ilya. We survived it. You did not hurt us. We cannot be hurt because of you. We are safe, all safe.

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    20 Apr 2026

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    Shane: It's going okay then?

    Ilya: Tanner Dillon thought you were Justin Bieber.

    Shane: Who?

    Ilya: lol

    Ilya: Bergy asked if I was stealing Kip from Hunter.

    Shane: What the fuck? He doesn't even play hockey.

    Ilya pressed his phone to his heart and laughed.

    Ilya: They don't know me as well as you do, мой дракончик.

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    Shane Hollander is a man who thrives on structure, routine, the solid ground of a ten-year plan. Ilya likes that about him, likes the embracing squeeze of having a life organized in tandem with Shane.

    No one would call Ilya a man who thrives on structure. But it’s there, if not in his DNA then in the patterns of his brain. A call-and-response of: they do this, I do that.

    When Ilya’s life is flayed open for the world to dissect, how will they push-and-pull their way back towards what was once a well-organized life?


    “I thought we could go through the schedules and figure out what days we’ll be in the same cities this season, or when either of us have a couple of days off in a row. Maybe make a shared calendar, so we c—”

    “A sex calendar? Your parents are arriving in thirty minutes, and you are proposing making a sex calendar?” Oh, this was delicious. He’d be able to eat out on this for years, if Shane was willing to give him that long.

    “It’s not a sex calendar! It’s just … when we might be able to see each other,” he finished, already sounding defeated.

    “And what are you planning on doing when we are seeing each other? Not fucking?”

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    20 Apr 2026

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    Instead, Shane said: “Arm wrestle.” It was not a question.

    “Loser goes first.”

    “Prepare to talk, neudachnik.”

    “I should not have taught you chirps,” Ilya muttered, even as his heart swelled, reliably as ever, at the sound of Russian from Shane’s mouth.

    They braced on either side of the kitchen island and gripped each other’s hand. “3 … 2 … 1 ….”

    Ilya realized within milliseconds that he should have picked the competition. He’d run his recovery routine, of course: chocolate milk, flush ride, cold tub, foam rolling, stretches, PowerDots, the whole shebang. But he’d been off the ice for five hours. Shane had been off the ice for fifty-three hours. His scheming, evil, lovely Shane.

    “Start talking, Rozanov,” his cruel boyfriend said, crushing Ilya’s hand onto the granite and staring him down.

    “You cheat. This is dirty trick,” Ilya grumbled. But even so, he went to retrieve the papers from his study. “You will need glasses.”

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    The first thing you should know about time loops is that they’re really fucking hard to break. The second thing is that you can never break one in such a way that it is incapable of returning.

    The third thing you should know is that everyone around you has probably been stuck in a time loop at one point or another, and they made it out alive. This is only comforting if you’re a numbers guy, or if you’re the kind of guy who talks to others about how it feels to live the same day over and over and over and over and over and over again.

    Shame if you’re not; the most important thing you should know about breaking a time loop is that it helps to tell someone you’re trapped in one in the first place.

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    18 Apr 2026

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    “Oh, I—um,” Shane rubs the back of his neck, glances at Ilya and then away. His cheeks are flushed, just a little bit. He swallows and then looks back up at him. “Just--couches.”

    Ilya blinks. “Couches,” he says blankly, and Shane nods and then shrugs. Embarrassed, maybe. For what, Ilya doesn’t know.

    “I mean, I don’t like your couch much either,” he mutters, pursing his lips. “If I’m being honest. And, uh, I—” Shane’s eyes dart away again, and he shifts on the sectional, drawing his feet up onto the cushion and then curling his hand around the ball of his kneecap. “I can fix that,” he tells Ilya. “That’s something easy to—the rest, I don’t….” He trails off, shrugs again and fidgets.

    Ilya can fill in the blanks after so long loving this man. He should not even be surprised, really. He should not be so shaken to his core. Ilya gave Shane a long list of everything that is wrong in his life, told him it hurt him and told him he was suffering. And then he gave him a few hours by himself. And things like retirement and coming out and shit hockey teams and scoring slumps are hard and unwieldy things for even Shane Hollander to fix given only a few hours.

    But a couch? Shane can do that. Shane can find Ilya a new couch if Ilya does not like the one he has.

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    Kip likes Hunter’s teammates more than he expected to, which is to say not all that much.

    Some of them are good—some of them are great—some of them are terrible, and a lot of them just have no idea how to talk to a queer person.

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    15 Apr 2026

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    “Scott Hunter is one of the most accomplished hockey players I have ever had the honor of facing, and he has played longer than I have, so I'm not sure ‘filling up’ is particularly accurate at this stage in his career,” Hollander says mildly, and now is when he pulls away from the man. “Though if your comment reflects your company's official position on inclusion in the sport, I will unfortunately have to reconsider our partnership moving forward. I have my own brand image to maintain, as you know, and there is a reputational risk to being associated with bigotry. You understand, of course.”

    “Of course,” the man says faintly. He mumbles, “If you'll excuse me,” and slinks off into the crowd.

    Holy shit.

    Under his breath, Hollander mutters, “Inclusion in the sport. Inclusion in hockey? What the fuck else sport would I be talking about? Inclusion in the sport.” He looks at them. “Does ‘inclusion in the sport’ or ‘inclusion in hockey' sound better?”

    “What?” Kip says faintly. What the fuck just happened?

    “If I have to give that spiel again,” Hollander clarifies, like that was the question, “do you think ‘inclusion in the sport’ or ‘inclusion in hockey’ sounds better?”