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  1. After immigrating from Russia with his mama, ten year old Ilya Rozanov finds himself signed up for the ice hockey Squirts program at his local recreation center. Wary of being involved due to his language barrier, Ilya finds an unlikely friend in the boy who skates at a distance from the rest of the team and seemingly refuses to say a word to anyone. *** Irina signs Ilya up for Squirts hockey where he meets a young, unapologetically autistic, Shane Hollander, who he decides will be his very first best friend after moving to Ottawa. *** Also this starts off with them being 10 but turns into a teenage love story

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  2. It turned out the hockey season was a lot more hectic with a full social life in the BDSM club scene and a fiancé who he could never quite escape from. Not to mention wedding planning? God, Shane was in over his head. All he wanted to do was shut his mind off and be a kitty.

    sequel to 'is just ten year plan to fuck'

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  3. 2014: Ilya Rozanov shocks the world and breaks Shane Hollander’s heart by disappearing without explanation, and without a goodbye kiss.

    2024: A devastating injury forces Shane to retire early, so he moves to a small town to coach girls hockey and figure out what the hell to do with the rest of his life.

    When recently divorced Ilya Rozanov walks into the rink with his twin girls, Shane has to decide if he’s brave enough to risk a second chance on a broken heart, and a rekindled romance with the first and only boy he ever loved.

    ***

    “So.” Ilya cleared his throat. “Should we tell the girls their Daddy and their coach used to date?”

    “We didn’t date. We hooked up a few times, then you disappeared.” Shane looked away to hide his heartbreak as he lied, “It doesn’t even matter. It’s not like I loved you or anything.”

    “No, of course not.” Ilya tried to smile through a lie of his own, “I didn’t love you either.”

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  4. “There’s a fox in the showers!” Hazy blurts out and Ilya’s eyes snap over to him immediately. His blood runs cold with fear. “What?” OR: Shane unexpectedly shifts in the Centaurs shower.

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  5. AU — The Centaurs’ plane crashes. No deaths are reported, and that should be a relief.

    Ilya survives. He just isn’t waking up.

    As Shane waits, the world continues on, and he’s forced to confront just how fragile their life truly is.

    Completed

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  6. Ilya wakes up in the early afternoon, in his underwear, with a dry mouth, a crick in his neck, and loud, incessant banging. It takes him longer than he is proud to admit to realize that it’s coming from his front door. He gets up and immediately regrets it. His living room is a mess and the light coming in from the window makes him wince. He does not want to clean today. What he had wanted was a rare, quiet night. Maybe text Hollander to rile him up after his loss the day before. Instead, Marly insisted on coming home with him after his girlfriend dumped him, so he could drown his sorrows. He remembers making some questionable choices after that, and if the state of the house is any indication, he is right.

    Oh, that fucker. What did he forget here?

    “Marly, you fucking asshole, I swear if you don’t stop—” Fuck. His head. How much did he drink last night? “Couldn’t you wait until practice tomorrow to get—” He opens the door. A small child is looking up at him.

    Or: The day before the Tuna Melt Ilya Rozanov finds a child at his door.

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  7. Ilya left for a three-day trip with his friend Svetlana. When he comes home he expects his boyfriend Shane to greet him, but instead he finds him crying in bed. Ilya stepped inside their shared house after three days away. It shouldn’t have felt like such a long time, as three days wasn’t all that much, but now that he and Shane were officially boyfriends, every time one of them left the house, it felt like an eternity before they returned. Ilya fully expected Shane to come running up to him, as he always did. But he didn’t. In fact, the house was completely still. The kitchen was quiet, and there wasn’t a sound coming from the living room, either. “Shane, I’m home.” No response. He kicked off his shoes, dropped his bags by the door, and immediately went looking for his boyfriend. He checked every room in the house until he reached the last one: their shared bedroom upstairs. The door creaked as Ilya pushed it open. Shane was lying in bed, and Ilya immediately felt a wave of relief wash over him. At least he was there. But then he noticed that Shane wasn’t sleeping, as he’d initially thought. Instead, he was quietly sobbing into his pillow. Ilya froze for a moment before slowly approaching the bed and sitting down beside him. He gently cupped Shane’s face in his hand. “Hey… hey, what’s wrong?” he asked softly. Shane buried his face deeper into the pillow, his body trembling with each sob. “Baby…” Ilya whispered, genuine concern evident in his voice. At that, Shane took a shaky breath and slowly turned his head over his shoulder. “You’re back,” he murmured. Something inside Ilya shattered. He gently turned Shane onto his back and leaned over him, his gaze fixed on his boyfriend’s tear-streaked face. Seeing Shane like this, so overwhelmed by something Ilya didn’t yet understand, made his chest ache in a way he couldn’t put into words. Without another thought, Ilya pressed his lips firmly against Shane’s, pouring all the worry and relief he’d been holding inside into the kiss. Shane’s fingers began to tangle in Ilya’s curls as an attempt to pull him even closer, even though there wasn’t any space between them now. Ilya pulled away after a while, just enough to look at him, his hand resting against Shane’s cheek. “Baby, talk to me. What happened?” Shane shook his head, his eyes squeezing shut as another tear slipped down his cheek. “Nothing.” “Nothing?” Ilya repeated softly, brushing the tear away with his thumb. “You’re crying, sweetheart.” “I know.” “Then tell me why.” “I don’t know.” The answer came out so quietly that Ilya almost didn’t hear it. For a moment, he simply looked at him. Shane seemed just as frustrated with himself as Ilya was worried about him, his brows drawn together and his lips pressed into a thin line as he tried to get his breathing under control. “Okay,” Ilya murmured, leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead. “Okay, that’s fine. You don’t have to know.” Shane reached for him almost immediately, grabbing a fistful of his shirt and pulling him closer. Ilya let himself be pulled down until their chests were pressed together. He wrapped his arms around his boyfriend, one hand settling at the back of his head, and waited. For a while, neither of them said anything. Then Shane whispered, “I missed you.” A small, almost disbelieving smile tugged at Ilya’s lips. “I missed you, too, malysh.” “No, but” Shane stopped. Ilya felt him take a shaky breath against his neck. “I don’t think you understand.” “Then help me understand.” “I tried.” Shane’s voice cracked. “I tried to be normal about it.” Ilya’s smile faded. “What do you mean?” “It was only three days. I knew it was only three days. You told me when you were coming back, and I knew you were coming back, and I kept telling myself that.” Shane swallowed hard, his fingers tightening around Ilya’s shirt. “But the house was so quiet.” Ilya closed his eyes briefly. “Oh, sweetheart.” “And everything felt wrong.”

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  8. “You need to calm down,” Ilya says. “You will wear out your fancy sneakers.”

    “Is this a joke to you?!” Shane snaps, turning so sharply that his Rebooks squeak against the warehouse’s cement. “It’s not fucking funny. These guys could fucking ruin everything.”

    Ilya clenches his jaw. Shane is scared and he hates that there’s nothing he can do to fix it. Ever since the video landed in both their inboxes, neither of them has had a good night’s sleep.

    or

    One year into their relationship a video risks exposing Shane and Ilya’s relationship. To protect their secret, they will need to do as the backmailers demand. But how far are they willing to go? And what if there’s more going on that meets the eye?

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  9. It's 2006 and Shane Hollander, in a gay panic, hooks up with his girlfriend Jessica. The consequences of that night – well. It might be the stupidest thing he's ever done. But also, maybe, sort of the best.

    Like hell is he going to let it affect his hockey.

    Or: Teen dad Shane learns to love his kid. Ilya helps.

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  10. When Shane was outed half-an-hour before the NHL Draft, he thought it would be the worst day of his life. And when he proceeded to slide all the way into the third round, he wasn’t sure how he would survive. Then his new team banished him back to the OHL for two years until he aged out, and Shane burned at the humiliation.

    On his good days, though, Shane could admit that it’d made him stronger. He was a better player now, and more comfortable in himself, and more ready to take the NHL by storm. Every time he’d thought that he was finished, he’d been wrong.

    So maybe he’d survive playing on the same team as Ilya fucking Rozanov.

    ~ ~ ~

    Shane is outed publicly 30 minutes before the first draft pick is announced. Ilya goes #1 overall to the Boston Bears. Shane is picked #65 overall in the third round… also by the Boston Bears.

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  11. The fight on Boxing Day had been explosive and painful. But they'd decided they would make a new plan. One they could both live with.

    But the more Shane tried to compromise, all the years of resentment and hiding crowded in at once. He spat an ultimatum across the table. Six months. A year at the absolute most. Or they were done.

    “That’s not enough time. A year is… tough, but maybe,” Shane offered carefully. “Eighteen months?”

    Ilya’s temper flared.

    “I do not want to wait another eighteen fucking months!” The words echoed through the room. “I want to be like Hunter! Go on dates with my boyfriend. Talk about him to people. Not always feel like some awful, shameful secret.”

    “You want to talk to people about me?” he asked quietly. His voice sounded so small and fragile and confused. But Ilya was still furious and raw.

    “Well I would,” he sneered, “if there was anything about you that was fucking interesting to talk about! It would be nice to not be so fucking bored and miserable!”

    As the words left his mouth, he knew he'd gone too far.

    ---
    What if the Centaur's plane never malfunctions, so Shane never proposes. Instead, Ilya gives him an ultimatum.

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  12. Ilya clenches his fists, jaw tensing and loosening around the words he wishes he could say. His brain is far too jumbled for basic English right now, let alone the words to explain just how much he needs to bury himself in the arms of the one person who understands. He can deal with the fallout tomorrow. He just needs…

    A soft place to land.

    LeClaire doubles down, shifting his stance to block Ilya’s path. “Your personal life is your own, Rozanov, but right now, your personal life is under a microscope. It’s not right, or fair, but think about that before you do something that lands you in even hotter water.”

    “You mean the team,” Ilya grits.

    “No.” His coach’s face softens. “No, that’s not important. I’ve known you for nearly a decade, Ilya. Take the bench for once. We’ll take care of you.”

    But who will take care of Shane?

    -

    OR: Ilya gets outed, Shane comes up with a solution to keep him safe, and neither of them are happy.

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  13. Shane Hollander is a former professional cyclist who now owns a bike shop in Colorado. Ilya Rozanov, the tattoo artist who owns the shop next door, thinks boy scout Shane Hollander should take a ride on his motorcycle instead. But what starts out as a casual fling can't stay that way for long--not once Shane and Ilya discover the depths of their chemistry (and Ilya the many benefits of little spandex shorts). Both of them have been hurt before, and the only way to move forward is to get over their pasts. It's a hill climb in both directions, but if Shane Hollander can do anything, it's push himself to endure the burn when he knows the ride home will be that much more satisfying.

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  14. Shane watches as Ilya laughs brightly, shaking his head despite the person on the other end of the phone being unable to hear him. He responds with the same jovial tone that is being sent in his direction, the words still a chirp as is usual between hockey players, but spoken with a lighthearted teasing laced throughout it. There’s no hunched shoulders, tense jaw, dropped gaze. Ilya is the opposite, sprawled across the couch, phone held in a loose grip, the speaker phone creating a bit of echo but not interacting with the quality of the call. One would think that Ilya is talking to someone he adores, like Svetlana, or maybe even Shane when they’re playing the latest NHL video game, battling against each other. It definitely doesn’t sound like any conversation Shane has ever had with one of his own teammates.

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  15. Penelope (Dill)
    Omg get on with it, Cass!

    Cassie (Bood)
    Thank you
    Now, we must behave ourselves, ladies
    We have royalty in our midst

    Arden (Pointy)
    What the hell are you on about, Cassie?

    Cassie (Bood) has added Jane (Rozy) to the conversation

    Jane (Rozy)
    Uhh
    What is this?
    ______________
    or; "Jane" gets added to the Ottawa WAGs chat after Ilya drunkenly tells his teammates about "her"
    or or; Shane Hollander in his WAG era

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  16. TMZ and half of the tabloids are certain it’s only a matter of time before Ilya Rozanov gets too drunk and drops a good old-fashioned salacious cheating scandal right into their hands.
    Fortunately for TMZ, Ilya Rozanov does get too drunk. Unfortunately for TMZ, what follows is exactly the opposite of what they were hoping for.
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    Ilya is sitting opposite Marleau, right at the center of a crowded mass of Raider's players. His phone buzzes and he looks down with a grin. Ilya taps open the message then bites his lip, eyes bright.

    A cheer goes up from all sides, feet stamping against the floorboards.

    “What?” Ilya looks up and glares about him. “Fuck off. You are all much more ugly than Hollander. Do not be acting like this.”

    Hammersmith grins. “What you looking at us like that for, hey Rozy?”

    “Yeah, c’mon man. Had to be done, right?” says Connors.

    Ilya raises his eyebrows.

    Marleau leans forward and grins. He gestures at Rozy’s phone. “Little game to see how long before we caught you fucking gazing at your phone with your fucking Montreal girl fucking face, Rozy. Gotta appreciate it again, brother. Now we really know what we’re looking at, yeah?”

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  17. The Metros were fine with hiring for diversity but they don’t want him to be the highest paid player on their team. This leads to Shane to think the Metros aren’t where he will be his entire career.

    Svetlana knows Ilya, him deciding to come to the NHL, means he wants out of Russia even if it isn’t right away and forces him to apply for a green card.

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  18. “You are still on about this?” Ilya laughed. “You will have one beer, get tummy ache and want to go to bed.” “I will not!” Shane said, more shrill than he intended. “You want to bet?” “I thought you weren’t into gambling.” Ilya grabbed Shane’s hand and pulled it up to his lips, then placed a kiss on his ring finger. “I will bet on you any day.” Which, fuck, made Shane melt a little bit. Until, “Plus you will lose.” “Fine.” Shane ripped his hand out of Ilya’s grip. “Bet. Whatever.” OR: It's Luca Haas' birthday, and Shane wants to prove he's able to let loose sometimes.

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  19. "If this is it," Shane whispered, so quietly only Ilya could hear, "you won't face a single second of it alone."

    Ilya closed his eyes. His fingers tightened around Shane's hand with everything he had left.

    He saw the fear in Ilya’s eyes.

    Then he saw nothing.

    *******

    It was supposed to be an ordinary flight. Instead, it becomes the worst day of their lives.

    They were never meant to be on the same plane. Then the unthinkable happens. It goes down.

    As terrified passengers flee the wreckage, Shane refuses to abandon the man he loves, even as rescuers and survivors alike order him to get out. Trapped beneath twisted metal, Ilya is running out of time. And while they wait for help, the secret they've spent years protecting slips into the hands of strangers with phones.

    In an instant, the whole world is watching. Hockey can burn. The headlines can wait.

    Shane Hollander has exactly one job: keep Ilya alive.

    Because if they survive this, he'll have to protect more than Ilya's life. He'll have to protect everything they've built together against impossible odds.

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  20. Not proud of it, but man enough to admit it: Ilya Rozanov loves a bit of locker room gossip.

    That is, until he discovers that his overly disciplined, no-nonsense hockey captain has a crush on him—and can’t seem to think about anything else.

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