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    Shane glanced at his fox, Akane. Still between Rozanov’s legs.

    Dark eyes staring back at him. Akane didn’t have dark eyes. She had hazel eyes, brilliant, multifaceted gems that glimmered playfully in even the dimmest light.

    That was Rozanov’s daemon. Of course it was.

    Rozanov’s daemon was identical to Shane’s. The same body shape. The same small white diamond above the nose. The same deeper red blaze along the spine. But he still should’ve been able to tell it wasn’t Akane.

    Who can’t recognize their own daemon?

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    11 Jul 2026

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    "This is nice," Hollander mumbled into Ilya's pec. He sounded half asleep.

    "It is."

    "Peaceful."

    "Is quiet in the middle of nowhere."

    "Middle of fucking nowhere," Hollander agreed. He tilted his chin up so he could see Ilya's face. "Reminds me of my cottage. It's my favorite place in the world."

    Ilya stopped himself from saying I know. He'd just watched the special a few days ago.

    Shane and Ilya sneak off to an AirBnb in Vermont during the fall of their hookup era. It's not quite The Cottage, yet.

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    22 Jun 2026

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    They’d agreed on a plan. It was cautious. Designed to keep them safe. Laying the foundation for a future after hockey. It didn’t include Shane going nuclear one fucking day into pre-season, blowing up his entire life on something he should’ve expected to happen if he was being honest with himself.

    Or, when the long game falls apart, Shane and Ilya need a new plan. (Or or, from the ten year plan to the one week speed-run.)

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    11 Jun 2026

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    Then. After the face off, after he's hit from behind, sliding across the ice, an explosion of pain and confusion. Once everything goes dark and confused, he's there, too. Il y a Ilya, il y a aucunne secondes. Il n'y a pas jamais qu'Ilya.

    There's talking, and he's being moved, strapped down, lifted, jostled carefully, rolled.

    "He's gonna worry," dribbles out of his mouth.

    "Your coach called your dad," one of the medics says calmly.

    "Not him," Shane feels slide through his teeth. "Ilya."

    In which Shane Hollander is personally victimized by the French language.

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    Why no one questions Shane saying Ilya's name.

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    31 May 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 61

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    “I’m sorry I didn’t text you last night. I’m mostly mad at Marleau for fucking that up, actually.”

    Ilya chances a glance up at Shane’s parents, who look equally shellshocked. He swallows. “No, no. Is okay.”

    “I was excited about last night. You know, I had a whole plan to ask you something,” Shane begins, and Ilya hastily shushes him.

    “Maybe not now, yes, Hollander? Better if you just rest.” He caresses Shane’s freckles, softening the blow, and then abruptly realises they’ve probably, definitely given themselves away.

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    In which Ilya buys Shane flowers, faces Yuna and David Hollander in his hospital room, and gets asked to the cottage anyway.

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    30 May 2026