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    “You’re going to Boston.”

    Long after Farah hangs up, the words keep echoing in Shane’s head. If he had thought his thoughts had been chaotic this morning, when his biggest problem had been his rival potentially fucking him when he came to Montreal in two weeks, that’s nothing compared to the code-red panic that started the instant he found out he was being traded to Rozanov’s team.

    Rozanov, who was supposed to be his great career rival. Rozanov, who he’s hooked up with twice now. Rozanov, who had been planning on coming to Shane’s apartment in Montreal to fuck him the next time they saw each other. God, how on Earth is Shane going to walk into his locker room in Boston in a few days time?

    The impending awkwardness of dealing with Rozanov is almost enough to eclipse the hurt he’s trying to ignore. The knowledge that Montreal values him so little that they’re willing to dispose of him only six months into his rookie season. Almost, but not quite.

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    Or, Shane gets traded to Boston AU.

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    04 Jun 2026

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    In Hockey, when a fight breaks out, all other players pair off with a player on the opposite team to prevent anybody else from entering the fight. It's a form of self policing to prevent a 2 on 1. Players guard their man to stop unfair play.

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    Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov always pair off during fights. It's apparently a tradition, and the fans can't get enough of it.

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    28 May 2026

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    “Ilya?” Shane calls, and Ilya spins around to see Shane holding the most damning thing he could’ve found in Ilya’s suitcase—that damned Montreal Metros hoodie. “This is mine, isn’t it?”

    Ilya freezes. “Eh?”

    “How do you have this? I thought I’d lost it ages ago.”

    There’s no good way for Ilya to say the truth, which is that: you left it at my house in Boston after you broke my heart for the first time and I kept it so I could wear it occasionally and jerk off while thinking about you when I thought I would probably never be able to have you again and it was the last bit of you I could have, so Ilya settles for the next best thing, which is:

    “It… it is not yours.”

    Shane shoots him an unimpressed look.

    Ilya is really struggling with the fact that he wants to keep Shane forever and steal his clothes and leave dumb hickies on him and wake up to him in the morning. He's working on it.

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    27 May 2026

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    In which Ilya comes back to room fourteen ten.

     

    Canon divergent from, and following directly after, s01e01 when Ilya leaves Shane's hotel room. Contains Ilya being a provocative dick, Shane being unable to resist rising (ha) to it, too much discussion of chicken, some David Attenborough, Shane negotiating his feelings and interpersonal relationships with all his classic suavity and skill, and as much sex as two nineteen year old professional athletes can fit into one evening.

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    23 May 2026

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    A handsome, panicked face swims into view, and Ilya isn’t sure, but he thinks the man is calling his name.

    “…ya – hey! There you are,” the stranger says shakily, one strong hand clutching Ilya’s face. “Fuck, Ilya, you’ve gotta stay awake, okay? They’re coming, just hold on. I’m here.”

    He’s ethereal under the stadium light. It falls like white water over his dark, messy halo of hair, caresses the edges of his tensed jaw and the anguish etched into his face, outlines the curve of his full, trembling lips as he looks down at Ilya, trying to hold Ilya’s gaze with his own.

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    22 May 2026