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    Shane throws one punch, gets a god complex, and Ilya realises he is so down bad for his husband.

    “You were defending my honour, Hollander?”

    There’s warmth laced in the words, and Shane can’t help but laugh ever so slightly, but he catches something serious in Ilya’s expression.

    “Can I tell you something?”

    Shane nods, hoping he’s finally going to get some sort of explanation for Ilya’s bizarre behaviour. For a second, he worries that he might be mad, although it would be ironic for Ilya to lecture anyone on reckless behaviour since he's been its number one proponent since birth.

    “It was so hot.”

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    08 Feb 2026

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    "I trust you, with this." Ilya shrugs, trying to be casual about it, but, looking back on it, he hasn't been casual about anything involving Shane Hollander in the past ten years. "Is my first time."

    OR: Ilya is trying to be better about the things he wants.

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    08 Feb 2026

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    “Some useless gossip site posted a story about Rozanov,” Hayden finally explained, turning to him. “A tell-all interview with one of his latest conquests. It was a bit… well… sensational.”

    “...Sensational?” Shane repeated, dumbly. Was that his voice? Did he sound like that?

    Hayden grimaced, but JJ heroically stepped in.

    “She said his dick is so big she cried,” he said, simply, as if he had not just upended Shane’s entire life with a total of nine words. “And not cried in the fun way.”

    In the fun way.

    Oh dear.

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    07 Feb 2026

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    ...I guess I should just say it. I was wondering if you'd—”

    “I think we should stop seeing each other.”

    “—like to come to my cottage this summer.”

    The plate slips from Shane's hand and shatters on the kitchen floor.

    Or: Shane doesn't get injured that night Montreal plays Boston. Ilya follows through on his plan to break things off with him. Well, he tries, at least.

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    07 Feb 2026

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    “No,” he says, smiling gently, like he doesn't know how irritating he's being. “Is my room first, da? You should speak with front desk.”

    Hollander stares at him.

    And then he starts to laugh.

    You ask the front desk,” he shoots back, in between his odd wheezes. Ilya's heart starts to pound in double time, because this is not—this cannot be Shane Hollander playing bed chicken with him. Their competitiveness is fierce, to be certain, but surely, Hollander would be the bigger person, no? “This is my fucking room, Rozanov. Wild horses couldn't drag me away.”

    OR: Ilya's apartment is under construction. Shane's in town for a game. It'd be a shame if they somehow had the same hotel room.

    [or, or: we need some more goddamn 'there was only one bed' out here.]

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    07 Feb 2026