TheScarletWonder
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Hayden’s about to fist a hand in Marleau’s jersey and make a truly heroic attempt at rocking the much larger man’s shit (because no matter how legal the check might’ve been, that’s Hayden’s boy) when there’s the thunk of a second body hitting the ice.
The fight Hayden meant to start stops cold, because Rozanov goes down like a bag of bricks out of absolutely nowhere.
or: in a world where soulmates share injuries, when Marleau rams into Shane, Ilya goes down too. He and Hayden try to handle the situation as best as they can.
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When Rozanov gets knocked down, they have to call his emergency contact. So imagine Marlow's shock when Rozanov's emergency contact was Yuna Hollander
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Shane had researched many flowers and plants that were native to Russia, and he had settled on two different ones, the fern leaf peony, and chamomile, which is Russia's national flower. He had placed the peony root, and chamomile seeds carefully into a shoebox on the passenger seat next to him, as he drove in silence.
He thought that maybe he was doing too much, that he was overstepping. But he would have to wait until the summer to find out.
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“Mmnnh, no, come back. This is big deal. First time Shane Hollander has ever thrown punches. First time Shane Hollander has been punched. Everyone is talking about it.”
“I punched Peterson because he slammed you.”
It should have been satisfying watching the way shock immediately blushed over Ilya’s face, but all Shane could feel was embarrassment for even admitting it.
“He was… I mean… He was all over you. And it– I don’t know, I was just so angry that he was touching you that I— I don’t know. I just saw red and, I don’t even remember all of it.”
Shane felt like he was losing himself. He knew he was more emotional these past few weeks, a swirling mess of feelings and breaking his diet and lazying around more, but he had chalked most of it up to Ilya’s influence.
or, Shane Hollander is pregnant, and doesn't know it yet, and is increasingly confused why he's feeling so crazy lately. Acting so strange. Crying so much. So horny.
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“The fuck are you wearing, Roz?”
Ilya jerked his head up and turned around. Cliff Marleau was staring at him with a puzzled expression.
“A t-shirt, Marly,” Ilya said. “You’ve heard of them?”
“Why the fuck are you wearing a Metros shirt though?” Marleau crossed his arms across his chest.
What?
Ilya was about to retort, something about Marleau taking too many hits to the head, but when he glanced down, he was surprised, then horrified to see the red and blue Montreal Metros logo in the dead centre of his white shirt.
Shane’s white shirt.
Fuck.