Rating:

Mature

Archive Warning:

No Archive Warnings Apply

Category:

M/M

Fandoms:

Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Heated Rivalry (TV)

Relationships:

Shane Hollander/Ilya Rozanov, Cliff Marlow | Cliff Marleau & Ilya Rozanov, Boston Bears | Boston Raiders Team Ensemble & Ilya Rozanov, Boston Bears | Boston Raiders Team Ensemble & Shane Hollander

Characters:

Cliff Marlow | Cliff Marleau, Ilya Rozanov, Shane Hollander, Connors (Heated Rivalry), Brad Hammersmith, Victor St. Simon, Ryan Carmichael, Boston Bears | Boston Raiders Team Ensemble (Game Changers)

Additional Tags:

Ilya Rozanov Loves Shane Hollander, Good Friend Cliff Marlow | Cliff Marleau, Boston Bears | Boston Raiders (Game Changers), Texting Fic, Texting, Injury, Dumb Hockey Boys, Angst, first truly angsty thing i think ive written haha

Language:

English

Series:

Part 6 of fixer upper (the boston remix)

Stats:

Published: 2026-05-26 Words: 2,003 Chapters: 1/1

oh god i didn't mean to (and what if he can't see him?)

Summary

oh my god

Connors: it wasn't your fault marly he came out of nowhere you couldn't have anticipated it

oh my god

there was so much blood

i cant fucking breathe

Carmichael: where are you marly

i hurt hollander

fuck i swear i didn't mean to

in which: Shane hollander is injured, subsequent issues are addressed, and one of our main-but-also-somehow-side-characters makes his true debut.

Notes

haha baby im back
i said i probably would be and we are now continuing the storyline ig cause i rock like that

Boston Bears Groupchat

Rozanov: where are you

Rozanov: i have been at rink for two hours you are slowpokes

Rozanov: this is why i have better stats than you

fuck off rozy, its not a mandatory skate

Rozanov: it is implied mandatory skate

????

Rozanov: if i am here is mandatory for everyone

no.

you don't have to make everyone miserable just cause you're a psychopath who loves hockey more than breathing

Rozanov: yes.

Rozanov: yes i do.

Rozanov: what does word psychopath mean?

crazy person

Rozanov: 😈

Rozanov: i have no one to guard goal and score against and am bored

Rozanov: so bored

Rozanov: and you are being boring with your girlfriend marly and i am bored

roz you aren't a kid you can survive without me for two hours.

you'll see all of us this evening for the game anyway

Rozanov: but you all should be here practicing

Rozanov: we will lose to Montreal and then hollander will be best player in league all becuase you did not get on ice

Rozanov: my reputation is at stake here, marly

Rozanov: please

Rozanov: i cannot lose to hollander.

technically hollanders alreayd the best player in the league

Rozanov: no!

Rozanov: is lie, liar told you that

his stats speak for themselves

Rozanov: well get them to be quiet so i can enjoy us winning, yes?

fine

give me like ten minutes to explain to my girlfriend why i am leaving

Rozanov: she will not mind she loves me

Rozanov: anyone else or am i beating Marly's skate times solo

Hammersmith: my dude i love you but fuck off no

Rozanov: booooo

alright, im pulling up outside the rink

are you literally waiting at the entrance

Rozanov: yes you are savior of me being bored, i wait

Rozanov: get in here so i can kick your ass at scoring

Rozanov: and everything else because I am very good at hockey

Hammersmith: we know thats why we drafted you motherfucker

Connors: how we feeling about montreal tonight

Connors: hollanders been top of his game lately

yeah, he really has

which

good for him

but

Carmichael: think we got a shot at winning marly?

hell yeah

rozys fucking got us man

montreal fans will be fucking devastated

worst loss ever

Rozanov: that is spirit marly!

St-Simon: Hell yes. We're going to win tonight.

Rozanov: you are always so one tone, Vic, be happy sometimes use emojis and !

St-Simon: It goes against my moral code to do anything other than periods in punctuation.

St-Simon: And the word you're looking for, for 'one toned' is monotone.

Rozanov: ah new vocabulary

Rozanov: you are very monotone Vic.

Rozanov: i do not always like it but I will let it go this time

St-Simon: How kind of you.

Rozanov: i know i am not just hockey god, i am nice hockey god.

Connors: all hail

CarMichael: hail

hail

Hammersmith: HAIL

St-Simon: Hail.

WHO THE FUCK DID IT?!

oh my god

Connors: it wasn't your fault marly he came out of nowhere you couldn't have anticipated it

oh my god

there was so much blood

i cant fucking breathe

Carmichael: where are you marly

i hurt hollander

fuck i swear i didn't mean to

Carmichael: MARLY focus where are you

idk i got subbed out of the game and im outside but i dont know where

St-Simon: Street names.

i dont know

renee-levesque ouest and rue de la cathedrale

i just walked

i cant

did you see rozs face

he looked fucking devastated

how do i

i cnat fix this

what do i do

Carmichael: im coming to find you

no

focus on roz

he needs help

Connors: vic and brad've got him

Connors: we need to grab you, man

Connors: please

Connors: please let us do this marly

Connors: you're breaking down you need help

hollander needs help

not me

roz needs help

Carmichael: doesn't mean you don't

Carmichael: i see you.

i see you too.

Carmichael: vic update on Roz

St-Simon: Losing his shit.

St-Simon: Barely made it through the rest of first period. Coach literally stopped him from getting back on the ice for 2nd. Everyone played like shit.

Connors: score?

St-Simon: 1-0 us.

St-Simon: Rozy said he went to the bathroom but I heard vomiting. I think he threw up in there.. Fuck.

fuck

he can't see him

Carmichael: me, connor and marly are all together now we found him

Hammersmith: roz's kicked me out of the locker room and what do you mean marly

ilya

he's not hollander's officailly recognized emegency anything, if there was any emergency he wouldnt be on the list cause secrecy

Connors: shit

Connors: do we know what hospital at least

St-Simon: I heard a vague mutter about Montreal general, but not sure.

St-Simon: Has anyone heard anything on Shane?

St-Simon: Anything at all.

Carmichael: transferred to montreal genrl from drapeau n passing in hallway?

St-Simon: Are you sure??

Carmichael: no but its closest and with a head wound they cant afford to go farther

Hammersmith: true

Hammersmith: wht do we do

Hammersmith: you've got Marly right

Carmichael: yeah, currently propped up on a bench next to me

Carmichael: white as a sheet

Carmichael: real torn up

Carmichael: took his phone cause he was shaking so bad he was just texting gibberish

St-Simon: Fuck.

St-Simon: Roz's out of the bathroom, definitely just threw up.

St-Simon: Muttering what sounds like "blyat, sukin syn" over and over again.

Carmichael: ??

St-Simon: Roughly translates to "fuck, son of a bitch".

Connors: you know Russian now, Vic?

St-Simon: We've been playing with the guy for eight years. I could curse out you, your mothers, your entire bloodlines, and your dicks in Russian.

St-Simon: I don't know who he's referring to as a son of a bitch, but on the offchance that it's Marly, maybe don't bring him straight back to the rink.

Carmichael: ok gonna bring Marley back to the hotel

Hammersmith: roz's leaving, imma follow at a distance

St-Simon: I'll wrap up post-game interviews, give them the 'sincerely sorry' soundbyte.

Carmichael: ok

Carmichael: connor called an Uber, the three of usll be at the hotel in 15??

St-Simon: Give me an hour. Connors, you've still got our room's key card, right? Haven't lost it?

Connors: yeah

Connors: debrief there?

St-Simon: Yes.

Hammersmith: Heading to praking garage

Hammersmith: roz isn't leaving yet, just sitting in his car crying

Hammersmith: he's real torn up guys

Hammersmith: this feels wrong to watch

Hammersmith: he's leaving now

Hammersmith: ryan i grabbed your keys by accident so I'm using your rental car to follow him

Carmichael: cool, just don't crash

Hammersmith: aye aye

Hammersmith: i'll text next time we stop

Connors: update on Marly: kinda in shock

Connors: we are getting out of the Uber, pulling up to hotel rn

Carmichael: i've got Marly, connor's gonna go grab him some greasy-ass fast food

Carmichael: he still doesn't get phone back, though

Hammersmith: ilya's headed to the hotel too, parking rn

St-Simon: Thank God.

Carmichael: Vic what happened thought you said 1 hr its been twenty mins

St-Simon: I did. Don't underestimate my abilities.

Carmichael: good job, get your ass over here

St-Simon: will do

Connors: omw back with food

Connors: for everyone

Hammersmith: i could kiss you man

Connors: later

Connors: where ilya

Hammersmith: headed to his room, on my way to Vic and ryan's room

Connors: ok

Connors: see you soon

where the fuck is everyone

???

why'd you ditch me in a hotel room

St-Simon: Sorry, Marly. We wanted to let you keep sleeping. We went down to the lobby to grab breakfast at about 8.

Connors: i'm heading back up to the room with a plate of waffles, bacon, and sausage

oh

thanks

and thanks for coming to grab me after the hit

Carmichael: sure thing man

Carmichael: anytime

Cliff Marlow has changed Carmichael's name to Caretaker-Michael.

Caretaker-Micheal: only because of the shitty night we all had will I allow this.

any news on shane

Hammersmith: the league announced he'll be out for the rest of the season.

oh

is he okay though

shit like what I did to him ends careers

Hammersmith: yeah. He'll be alright.

Connors: btw, anyone seen rozy today?

Caretaker-Micheal: no

Caretaker-Micheal: no idea where he could be. actually, prolly in his room being sad

St-Simon: We'll worry about him later. For now, we deal with Hollander's injury, see if we can get Roz an opening to see Shane.

i'll distract coach with a talk about what I can do for pr, yk how he loves that shit, if one of you drops a hint to roz that he could leave?

he might be able to fuckin

idk

figure out a way to see Shane at least

St-Simon: We could use the excuse of being polite. Because his Assistant Captain did it, he could visit on guise of apology?

that

that could work

Hammersmith: alright, but Marly you've gotta talk to roz

Hammersmith: say you're really sorry, but you can't go apologize for some reason, idk make up a relative to have brunch with, so he should go.

Hammersmith: Vic and i'll go deal with coach

St-Simon: Okay. Connor, does Marly have the breakfast?

Connors: yeah

yes and its delicious

alright.

i've eaten.

everyone else good to go?

Connors: yes

Connors you don't have to answer in chat you're literally sitting two feet from me on the edge of the bed

Connors: i wanted to feel included

…

ok

everyone else?

Caretaker-Michael: 100%

Hammersmith: yep

St-Simon: Yes.

alright.

go time operation get rozanov to see Hollander

name is a work in progress

Caretaker-Michael: it gets the point across, its a fine name

Rozy

hey man

its marly

I mean you know that

because you have my number

but hey.

how are you doing

you seemed pretty torn up about hollander

Rozy: I am fine, Marly.

you're using full grammar, man

Rozy: I said I am fine.

look, I'm really sorry

I didn't mean to hit him

or anything like that

Rozy: Is fine.

please stop saying that

we both know its not fine

Rozy: What do you want me to say Marly?

Rozy: That is ok?

Rozy: Is not ok.

Rozy: he is out of season

Rozy: is not ok.

I know

and i'm so sorry about that

do you know what hospital he's at?

Rozy: why do you want to know?

I need to see him

I need to apologize

say sorry

Rozy: they moved him to Montreal general hospital

Rozy: was too far to go to Montreal neurological

thanks

Rozy: do you really think he wants to see you right now

no but i need to say sorry

its not like you can go instead

Rozy: yes I can

Rozy: I am captain.

Rozy: i can apologize for you and not add to distress

are you sure man?

i mean, that'd be great, but i don't want to make you do anything

you don't wanna do

Rozy: yes, I am sure.

Rozy: is sportsman thing to do.

okay.

Vic and Brad were already making excuses to coach, so we can just get you out of the hotel instead of me?

Rozy: ok

Rozy: I am still mad at you little bit

Rozy: now I have no good competition for season because of you

Rozy: you owe me.

fuck.

alright.

you can shoot as many pucks at me as it takes to make you feel better about being the only god on the ice for awhile

Rozy: will be taking you up on that when we get home

WHO THE FUCK DID IT?!

St-Simon: Coach has been appropriately convinced.

St-Simon: Marly, did you get Roz on board?

yes

[screenshot attached]

I owe him though

Connors: god damn he's gonna kill you

Connors: you know that, right

yes

yes I do

small price to pay

he's on board, and his location shows him leaving the hotel, heading for mntrl genrl

so safe today success.

St-Simon: I presume you mean:

St-Simon: *to say success.

shut up Vic.