Summary:

His entire brain feels like it’s been scrambled like an egg, and by the time the pain recedes, Hollander and Hunter are being hauled off the ice by their boys. When Hollander spits a pink-tinged glob onto the ice, Ilya tastes blood that isn’t there on his tongue. or: scott hunter and shane hollander get into a fight on the ice, but somehow ilya rozanov is the one who ends up getting his shit rocked. a prequel to achilles, come down: a hollanov injury/pain-sharing soulmates fic.