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    "Rozy," Brian, the team doctor says, "talk to me, buddy. That puck clipped you pretty good, how’s the pain?"

    Ilya blinks. He clenches his jaw against a wave of nausea. He rests his cheek on the ice, and the cold helps a little.

    "Bad. Very bad." He swallows. "Is Shane here?"

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    or, in the final MTL/BOS game of the year, ilya takes a puck to the head.

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    “Who are you talking to?” Sveta is looking with a raised eyebrow, at Ilya’s delighted face.

    “Ah, I am talking to my catfish.”

    “What do you mean, your catfish?” Ilya angles the phone so Sveta can see the shirtless picture on the screen.

    “This guy is pretending to be Shane Hollander on Grindr. It’s pretty funny. He’s cropped the face out, but he’s using pictures from the billboard next to my apartment.”

    Or: Ilya Rozanov is sure he's being catfished- why would the real Shane Hollander be on Grindr, talking to random university of Ottawa students? But the more he talks to Wayne, the more he starts to like him, and the more he wishes Wayne would just come clean so they can finally be together.

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    Ilya chuckles. “You don’t know why the team might be scared of you? You cannot think of any reason?”

    “Scared? Of me?” Shane says.

    “Yes. They adore you. But they are terrified.”

    “But – but why? What did I do?”

    Ilya pretends to think. “Hmm. What did you do? Maybe it was the first Stanley Cup. Or the second. Or the third. Or your MVP wins. Or every single fucking game you have ever played in your life. You are Shane fucking Hollander. Did you forget?”

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    Or, five times Shane scares the Centaurs, and one time he (accidentally) terrifies them.

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    Man (in denial about being) in love: “You got a tattoo for me,”

    Man trying to win his lover over: “Well, it’s all Hayden’s fault, really.”

    Shane Hollander, drunk on life and maybe a few tequila shots gets an ode to his rival/fuckbuddy/lover permanently tattooed on his body. In return, Ilya Rozanov rapidly undergoes the five stages of grief, and vows to never let him leave his sight ever again.

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    And maybe after a while, that’s all it would be. A name etched in the walls of his heart that he could keep to himself, and trace whenever it ached. A one point in time, love of his life . Something he could just wonder about, and miss quietly all on his own. Only from time to time, a thought and a dream.

    Nothing more than that.

    [Or, Shane goes to Boston for Ilya Rozanov’s wedding. He tells himself all he has to do is smile, say congratulations, and survive the whys of it all.]

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    18 Jul 2026

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