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Shane Hollander expects a new assistant coach, not a European legend with a reputation for discipline and a kinky rumor nobody can confirm.
One late-night Google search turns curiosity into obsession — and by the time Shane meets Ilya Rozanov on the ice, it’s already too late to pretend he isn’t intrigued.
Ilya is a strict coach, and this stirs something in Shane, making him second-guess everything he knew about himself. -
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His palms began to sweat as he shoved his phone back in his pocket. There was no way Robby wasn’t flagging. Why the fuck would he flag at work? Dennis felt the pit in his stomach grow as he stood and made his way to North 5, running through the worst case scenarios in his head. Did Robby know about his crush? Was he teasing Dennis? It didn't seem like him, but then again, what did Dennis know about Robby?
Well, he knew three things now. Robby liked men, and he flagged mustard yellow and hunter green on the left.
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26 Jan 2026
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robby comes home from a terribly draining shift to dennis sleeping soundly in his bed. instead of asking questions, he finds himself indulging in the addictive taste of his student and working him into a rest dennis could never find outside of his attending - even when he's disoriented and overstimulated beyond belief.
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20 Jan 2026
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Hollander goes into pre heat during a game. Rozanov takes him off the ice.
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“Whitaker, you need to sit down. You have a concussion.” The voice next to him tries to tell him, and it's almost familiar this time.
“Yeah I realized that, I am a fuckin' doctor. Student doctor. Whatever.” he replies, turning to squint at the man sitting next to him. “Look, can you just get Dr. Robby? He’ll tell you I'm fine, I gotta get back to work, I got… patients and shit.”
The man looks at someone behind him, some expression he can’t quite figure out. He starts to say something else, and—oh shit he’s gonna throw up fuck—he tries to lean away and not vomit all over anyone else. He doesn't quite make it.
“Shit,” yeah, he definitely ruined that guy’s shoes. Whoops. “Sorry.”
prosopagnosia
1. A form of visual agnosia characterized by difficulty with face recognition despite intact low-level visual processing.