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Shane Hollander is worried about everyone and everything.
Ilya is mostly just sick of air travel.
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Shane and Ilya are having trouble balancing their very private relationship and their very public lives.A slice of life.
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Phone call from a Boston jail by FlamesToDust
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
16 Mar 2026
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Shane Hollander was having what was quite possibly the worst night anybody has ever had in the history of the universe. A nightmare of epic proportions he just wanted to wake up from. He squeezed his eyes shut, and desperately hoped to open them in the nondescript Marriott hotel room he was sharing with Hayden. Please let this whole night be a bad dream.
Please, please, please he silently begged the universe.
With a steadying breath, he cautiously squinted his eyes open.
Fuck.
Nope, still in a South-end Boston jail cell at 3am, sandwiched between a drug dealer and the worst mistake of a hook-up he could have made.
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Shane gets himself into some unlikely trouble and needs to be bailed out of a Boston jail in the middle of the night. There's really only one person he can call, and it's the last person he wants to face...
Set post-tuna melt in a universe where Rose doesn't happen.Series
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"Fucking moron." Cliff mutters. "Who doesn't like eating pussy? Well. I mean." He darts a glance out of the corner of his eye.
Rozanov chuckles into the mouth of his beer. "Marley, you know how much pussy I've eaten?"
"I just meant--I wasn't trying to be insensitive. I know Hollander's gay."
"Mm. True, Shane would cry." He tilts his beer into his mouth then, so Cliff almost doesn't hear him say, "Different for him with cock, though."
Cliff laughs. "You're a fuckin' dog, Rozy."
"Whaaat? I'm just saying, my husband? Fucking lo-o-ves to suck cock. Loves it."Cliff is just trying to be a good friend. He's not realizing anything about himself at all.
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When he presses the button on the doorbell, he hears the digitally-produced ding-dong echo from inside. There is a tiny box halfway up the adjacent wall that immediately beeps and emits Shane’s voice.
“Hey, you can just leave it on the step, thanks.”
Ilya presses his nose into the digital doorbell, which he knows to also contain a camera, and says, “Shane.”
A pause.
“What the fuck.”
A brief cacophony of noise that Ilya can hear even from outside the house. The multiple successive thumps of something falling, Shane swearing loudly and the sound of what can only be a hockey game being paused on the television.
He opens the door to reveal that he is nap-rumpled, wearing two pairs of socks and carrying a child in his arms. The only really surprising part is that the socks don’t match, though the child is interesting.Ilya takes an impromptu trip to Montreal. There are unforeseen consequences.
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