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    “What are you wearing?” Ilya asks, his voice sounding strangled. 

    Shane looks down, confused. “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing? I always–”

    “Why are you wearing your glasses?” Ilya interrupts, and Shane notices the tension in his entire body when he speaks. 

    “I ran out of contacts,” Shane says. 

    “So you are wearing glasses to practice?”

    “Yeah, it’s just one practice,” he says defensively, even though he’s done nothing wrong. “I’ll grab a pair of contacts from the eye doctor this afternoon."

    “Right,” Ilya says, his eyes laser-focused on Shane’s face as his lips set in a tight line. 

    “Is that a problem?” Shane quips, and it comes off kind of bitchy, but he’s so confused as to why Ilya would have any issue with him wearing his glasses to one practice. He normally loves Shane in glasses. 

    Ilya seems to shake himself out of whatever weird-ass mood he’d fall into. He smiles, but it looks strained. “Of course not. Let’s go.” 

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    Or, Shane has to wear his glasses to practice and Ilya absolutely cannot deal with it.

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    27 Jun 2026

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    Shane Hollander loves playing for the Ottawa Centaurs. Leaving Montreal, as painful as it had been, really has been one of the best decisions he’s ever made.

    He gets to play with his husband. He’s supported at all levels, from upper management down to the most casual of fans, and his teammates are genuinely kind and lovely people who care about him and his life and are invested in his well-being.

    Considering where he came from, Shane thinks it’s wonderful to work with such caring players who want what’s best for him and notice things about his life. It's really, really great.

    Until it isn’t, of course.

    “Hollander, what the fuck is that on your face?” Zane Boodram asks in the locker room while they’re changing for game five of the first round of playoffs.

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    Or Shane has a mysterious rash, and his teammates are very concerned.

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    27 Jun 2026

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    “I think we tell world now,” Ilya declared grandly, pacing across Shane’s living room in Montreal. “Big announcement. Maybe fireworks. Maybe airplane banner over city—”

    Shane, sitting curled on the couch in sweatpants, nearly choked on his tea.

    “No,” he said immediately. “Absolutely not. No fireworks. No banners. No announcements. I’m not letting you hard launch us into oblivion.”

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    Five times they soft launch and one time they hard launch, or Ilya is given free rein to soft launch their relationship.

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    14 Jun 2026

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    A few months after the FanMail incident, Yuna Hollander decides to do what she does best. With the added benefit of having another son to lovingly manage, of course. The internet, unsurprisingly, loses its shit.

    Or, Shane and Ilya go on the press run to end all press runs, courtesy of Yuna Hollander.

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    30 May 2026

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    “Does it annoy you? That I am never prepared?” A memory shot through his mind like a shock of electricity; a familiar voice, disapproving eyes, the word 'lazy' thrown at him with vitriol in both of the languages he spoke, just to make sure he got the point.

    “No,” Shane's response was certain, decisive. “I just wanted a little more time with you. Before you have to leave.”

    Or: Four times Ilya learns what it means to be loved, and one time he realizes that he already knew.

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    24 May 2026

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