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A drawing of a person with a curly mullet/wolf cut hairstyle, blue eyes, and reddish pink caucasion skin. They're wearing a white turtleneck and a green sweatervest and lots of earrings and necklaces.



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    Shane wasn't looking back at him. He assumed that Ilya would be paying attention to the game, not its spectators. Sofia was sat upright in his lap. He was moving her back and forth to follow the puck. Ilya could see his mouth moving, even at this distance- no doubt he was explaining the rules to her infant ears. Hockey would be her first language.

    Sofia was more interested in the person holding her than the game. She tipped her little head back, back, back until she was looking up at her dad. The two of them smiled, and then Shane leaned down ever so slightly.

    He was brushing their noses together in the softest little nuzzle Ilya had ever seen. When he was done, Shane pressed a kiss onto her forehead.

    At twenty-three, Shane Hollander was convinced that life after hockey would be empty. He couldn't imagine a world where he'd be completely happy without the focus and drive that came with playing a professional sport.

    By thirty-seven, Shane was convinced that life after hockey was better. Who needed skates and sticks when your daughter was looking up at you with such a perfect, tiny smile, and your husband was winning games for all three of you?

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    28 Feb 2026

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    Canada had given him his life as he knew it, but it had never felt one hundred percent comfortable, either. He missed Russia sometimes, but it didn’t have the thing that mattered most. Ilya had exactly one home, and it was this: his face pressed into a smooth chest, his head tucked under a strong jaw, with freckled arms wrapped around him and delicate fingers combing through his hair. Anywhere else was a temporary excursion.

    A treatise on second (and third) languages, homesickness, acceptance, Shane's struggle learning Russian, and the things people do when they care.

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    "No m'not," Shane said, somehow pressing his face even more into Ilya's body. "All I ever did was play hockey. Now, I don't know what I'm gonna do. I hope we have a baby soon."

    The car went quiet at that. When Shane looked up, Ilya was looking out the window, jaw set.

    "S' something wrong?" Shane asked. He ran his fingertips along the warm skin of Ilya's forearm.

    Ilya turned back to face him, expression softened. Whatever pensiveness had taken hold of him was gone.

    "No. Everything is perfect."

    After sixteen seasons of professional hockey, Shane Hollander retires from the NHL in the interest of starting a family with his loving husband. It's maybe a little earlier than he would've liked, but with his thirty-five year old knees beginning to protest, it makes sense.

    He's happy. He and Ilya have been working towards this for nearly a decade.

    He's also terrified, wondering if this is the biggest mistake of his life, and thinking that maybe he should take it all back. But mostly, he's happy.

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    28 Feb 2026

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    The video returns to the set, with the camera on Harris, Shane, and Ilya again. Harris flips to the next question card.

     

     

    Harris: Who expressed interest in the other first?

     

     

    Shane and Ilya each raise the other's shoe.

     

     

    Harris: Ooooo! You disagree!

    Ilya: Shane. We both know that it was you.

    Shane: You were showing off! On purpose! You wanted me to react.

    Ilya: If that helps you sleep at night.

    Harris: Care to tell the story?

     

     

    Shane and Ilya speak over each other.

     

     

    Shane: No way in hell.

    Ilya: After the cameras stop.

    Shane and Ilya, freshly married and days away from their first game together, agree to make a silly video as a couple for the Centaurs' social media.

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    28 Feb 2026

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    Hayden looks up and catches sight of Shane, thumbs hooked in his belt loops to leave the logo on his chest clear. “No. Shane. No. Get out.”
    “You like it?”
    “Please, please tell me that’s not—”
    Shane spins to show off the back. “Authentic.”
    “No,” Hayden says, drawing out the word plaintively. “In my house?

    Shane wears Ilya's jersey to watch the game at Hayden's.

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