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    “Uh,” he says, looking up from his screen and feeling his ears go hot, realizing for the first time that this habit of his hasn’t actually come up before until this exact moment.

    “What?” Rozanov asks, sounding more amused than anything else. “You are one of the people who does Instagram for food now?”

    “No,” Shane says, stalling between answering and finishing his Snap so he can send it to Melissa, “one sec.” He finishes typing out 'Tuna melt. Chips. Pickles. It smells really good. Swiss cheese, I think.' before he looks back to Rozanov, putting his phone facedown on the coffee table. “Just sending it to someone on the staff. She likes knowing what I’m eating.”

    He doesn’t know if Melissa likes knowing what he’s eating, per se, but she also seems pleased when he talks about enjoying food for things beyond how many grams of protein it has in it.

    “Ah,” Rozanov says, in a tone Shane can’t quite read. “You always send her your food then, this girl?”

    (shane has a habit of sending his team's dietician his meals for approval) (the problem with this habit? he forgets to tell ilya exactly what it is that melissa does) (how the tuna meltdown is AVERTED through the power of miscommunication)

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    01 Jul 2026

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    “You…wanted to see me?” He asks, barely resisting a wince at how awkwardly it comes out. “After yesterday-” He stops, swallows.

    Hollander makes a face–one of Ilya’s favorite faces, in fact–that says he’s a little embarrassed about what he’s about to say. Ilya feels his chest go a little tighter, wondering if Hollander has had time to reconsider, if he’d even planned to reach out after the game, apologize for spooking and running, ask to come ba-

    “Did something…happen yesterday?” Hollander asks.

    Ilya stares at him.

    (the accident that takes shane out for the season happens the day after the tuna meltdown) (...it also takes his memory of the tuna meltdown with it)

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    01 Jul 2026

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    A series of vignettes where Shane reminds everyone that he is ALSO the man in the relationship.

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    28 Jun 2026

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    22 Jun 2026

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    Then Ilya skates forward, holding Shanes gaze as he leans down "Ready for face-off, Hollander" he rasps out Shanes last name, and Shane looks a bit flustered before shaking it off, skating over and lowering himself in front of Ilya.

    "its on," he looks up through his eyelashes with a slight smirk "Captain." 

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    Or: Harris decides to film behind-the-scenes videos after Shane joins the Ottawa Centaurs. Featuring a team that's somehow both professional athletes and complete idiots.

    + occasional art pieces because apparently writing the fic wasn't enough :)

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    18 Jun 2026