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    “He’ll never forget anything about their first night. Or any night he shared with Ilya. Every detail has been etched into him. Without them, he wouldn’t recognize himself. Without them he was blank.

    Stop thinking about Rozanov. Fuck.

    He seeks new memories. New… etches.

    So when future archeologists dig up his bones they won’t read them like a love letter to Ilya Rozanov.

    Shane knows it’s risky.

    But he doesn’t know that tonight he won’t be etched, he’ll be broken.”

    When Shane hooks up with a stranger after a game, he thinks the worst that could happen is getting outed. He is wrong. What was meant to be a night to forget all about Ilya Rozanov, becomes a night when he needs him most.

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    11 Jan 2026

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    He thinks of Ilya’s commanding tone: “Hollander, here”, “take it for me”, or Shane’s personal favorite, “kneel.” Shane, through all these years, has been amazed that to Ilya these little commands are so casual, just a part of fucking for him. To Shane, these words are all consuming. They shut off the hyperactive part of his brain and he can just… enjoy. Ilya takes over, makes Shane feel good, uses Shane to feel good, and Shane goes gooey for it every time. He’s never known peace like getting railed by Ilya Rozanov.

    Shane knows you can't eat your cake and have it, too. He knows that asking too much of Ilya would be plain selfish. Knows that asking to be told exactly what to do so he can shut his brain off isn't normal. And Ilya... well he doesn't think Shane knows shit.

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    10 Jan 2026

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    Ilya explains what Scott Hunter changed for him.

    Ilya took a moment to admire the curves of Shane's back, the broad slopes of his shoulders, the deep divot of his spine. He loved the landscape of him, the rolling hills of his muscles, the peaks and valleys of his bones. Summertime in Massachusetts, those precious days between home and camp. Ilya could get lost there, if he let himself. Forget hockey, forget everything, he could spend the rest of the days wandering the planes of Shane's body and never need anything else.

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    09 Jan 2026

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    “We can’t be seen together,” Shane hisses. A bottle girl parades a flaming champagne bottle above their heads and sidles between them, blocking Ilya’s wide, frantic eyes for a moment.

    Ilya crosses his arms, his voice breathy. “You know, if you wanted to be treated like shit, Hollander, you should have just said.”

    Shane freezes. “My relationship is none of your business.”

    “Really?” Ilya questions. A vein pops out of his neck, a greenish wire that looks purple under the strobe lights. “I saw it. She hit you.”

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    Where, months after Shane's post-tuna melt panic, Shane and Ilya lock eyes across the dancefloor - only this time, Shane’s “new girlfriend” isn’t Rose, and she’s nowhere near as kind.

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    08 Jan 2026

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    “Oh yes, I’m sure doctors would say this is fine,” Rosanov waved his hands around more violently. “‘Yes, Hollander’ they would say, ‘take your broken ribs and go get fucked so hard you cannot move. Is no problem, no problem at all’.”

    “Bruised, not broken,” Shane corrected, although he knew that wasn’t really the point. “And a little rough sex isn’t going to kill me. I’ll be back on the ice before the next Raiders game, it won’t affect the season if you’re like…worried about poor sportsmanship or whatever.”

    “Fuck Hollander, I do not care about the season! I care about–” Rosanov cut himself off sharply.


    Shane gets injured during a game, then tries to hide that fact from Ilya. It goes about as well as you might expect.

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    08 Jan 2026