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  1. Shane sucked in a deep breath as his head started to throb. His hand flew to the back of the head, heart racing wondering if he had an injury he didn't know about. Shane's hand glided over his hair and he felt for any bumps or dried blood but he felt nothing. The head pain was not due to any injury, so that was a relief. But it was still impeding his concentration on him trying to read his boring hockey book as his husband would say, but with it being the end of the season, Shane wanted to relax. He wanted to read his boring hockey book without a pesky headache. Or Shane tried to get rid of his headache and gives Ilya a heart attack instead.

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  2. Shane and Ilya met two days before Christmas in 2008. They'd both been 17 and on the edge of a journey neither were ready for. It's 17 years later now. Luckily, things worked out pretty well.

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  3. Ilya's (mis)adventures as he navigates life during his first Christmas being married to Shane.

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  4. “Just for a while.” Shane breathed, his eyes unwavering and persistent. “I just - I just need a taste. I’ll be good, I promise.” He licked his lips and edged closer on his knees. “I’ve been waiting for you. Don’t I deserve a reward?” He’d never been one for propriety, but Ilya was quite sure that heat-drunk omegas who barged their way into homes and scandalized staff didn’t merit praise. But he’d never been one to deny Shane anything, so he relented anyway. -- Or: Shane goes into heat a month before the wedding and throws propriety out the window.

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  5. The first weed dispensary opens up in Montreal and Ilya decides it would be a fun idea to take Shane. OR, Shane is anxious about his first time weed experience but ends up having a really good time and feels very safe doing so with his husband, Ilya.

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  6. Ilya and Shane have their first Christmas together as a married couple. Gifts are exchanged and naturally the two compete to see who is the better gift giver. Will Shane win with his sweet sentimental gift? Or will it be Ilya's fulfillment of one of Shane's fantasies?

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  7. As Hayden stood up, Rozanov did too. “I will help him,” he said. “You relax, enjoy not going outside in the dark.” Jackie sat back down with a smile. “Thank you, Ilya.” As Hayden and Rozanov went outside, he couldn't help himself. “What, are you afraid of the dark?” Rozanov made a sound similar to a scoff, leading Hayden to the car. “Try harder next time, Pike.” He dismissed the jab, but he didn't come up with one of his usual quick comebacks so Hayden counted it as a win for himself. -- a year following the long game, the pike family heads to shane and ilya's cottage in ottawa to spend a week with them. hayden is forced into totally mundane situations with the man he can't stand, rozanov. during his time at the cottage, he begins to understand his best friend's husband

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  8. Christmas had never really been a joyous time of year for Ilya Rozanov. This year is his first Christmas with the Hollander family and, despite his best efforts, he finds himself struggling. The Hollander's help in their own quiet way. or, on a frozen pond outside of the Hollander home, Ilya allows himself to be loved.

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  9. Shane didn’t tell his parents until the lease was already signed. “Oh, by the way,” he said, shoving a spearing of carbonara into his mouth, “the guy I’m rooming with is an alpha.” Yuna was scrolling through Facebook, so it took a moment for her to register what Shane had said. His father, however, furrowed his brows and frowned. “What?” David leaned forward, hand reaching toward his son as if to pull him off a cliff. “Why in the world would you room with an alpha?” Yuna’s eyes darted up. “What?” David repeated, “He just said he’s—” “Rooming with an alpha, yes, I heard.” Yuna unceremoniously dropped her phone on the table. She made a quick scan of the restaurant before speaking, as if worried someone would overhear that her unmated omega son had agreed to live alone with an alpha. Shane loved his parents, he did. He loved having an alpha mother and a beta father, and he knew they adored him back. But it didn’t change the fact that they sometimes let their biases seep through. “That’s not safe, Shane.” ///// Shane meets his scent-kryptonite in the form of Ilya Rozanov.

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  10. what if hayden and shane are like drunk girls, and ilya is the dd im not sure if there's a plot, or if it's just vibes

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  11. An anonymous video leaks of Montreal players trash-talking Shane, and it quickly goes viral. The backlash sends him into a panic attack, but Ilya is there, steady and protective, helping him through it when everything else feels out of control.

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  12. Harris gets Shane and Ilya to do an autocomplete interview. This has unpredictable and unforeseen consequences.

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  13. Shane and Ilya get an extra day off because of snow

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  14. “Hello, my name is Shane Hollander-” “And I am Ilya Rozanov.” “-and this is our WIRED autocomplete interview”

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  15. Ilya gets sick and Shane cooks him chicken noodle soup. Shane overreacts to Ilya’s sickness but he just loves his husband. Just another domestic Hollanov fic <3

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  16. !!! CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR HEATED RIVALRY & THE LONG GAME !!! Shane and Ilya spend Summer 2025 like they do every summer - at the cottage - but this summer is special, because it'll be the last one just the 2 of them. Next year, they'll have 2 little ones to share their lives with. But, as Shane points out, there's so much to do before then: like pick their names! Full of teasing, kissing, and being stupidly in love, because that's what they deserve!

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  17. After pressing a kiss on Ilya’s lips, Shane tucks himself against his side and meets his eyes. “Feeling okay?” The question presses onto Ilya’s heart. It has the same reasoning behind it as to why Anya is allowed on their bed just this once. It is also why he’d rather sleep through the entire day. Eyes closed again, Ilya nods. He gives himself a few seconds before opening them again. “Is not as bad as long time ago. Feels like I am allowed to miss her now and be happy at same time.” Stern whispers coming from the other side of the door wake Ilya up. The fog of sleep drifts away slowly, yet he refuses to open his eyes. In the back of his head he knows his body won’t allow him to doze off again. That doesn’t stop him from still trying, though. A frustrated groan escapes his mouth as he rolls over and pushes his face into the pillow. The thought of smothering himself with it so he can pass out and sleep some more flickers through his mind. “Anya- no, come here!” Before he can even lift his head, a heavy weight lands on Ilya’s back and pushes an ‘oof ’ out of him. A wet nose is pressed to his cheek, the sound of panting getting closer to his ear. His protest against waking up crumbles immediately. Whilst squinting his eyes open to get used to the light, he carefully rolls onto his back. Anya then once again jumps on top of him. “Pretty girl,” Ilya mumbles as he wraps his arms around her. She excitedly wags her body along with her tail and pushes her nose back to his cheek. He can’t help but fall into laughter, trying to avoid her attempts at kisses. In the corner of his eye Ilya notices Shane watching them. His smile grows even bigger. “Pretty boy.” Shane snorts at that. “She’s been trying to get in for hours,” he says as he walks over and climbs into the bed. After pressing a kiss on Ilya’s lips, Shane tucks himself against his side and meets his eyes. “Feeling okay?” The question presses onto Ilya’s heart. It has the same reasoning behind it as to why Anya is allowed on their bed just this once. It is also why he’d rather sleep through the entire day. Eyes closed again, Ilya nods. He gives himself a few seconds before opening them again. “Is not as bad as long time ago. Feels like I am allowed to miss her now and be happy at same time.” Today marks another anniversary of Irina Rozanova’s death. Throughout the years Ilya’s coping mechanisms have changed drastically. Most of them involving alcohol, fighting or working out until he couldn’t breathe. Afterwards he’d always find his mother’s grave and lie down next to her, falling asleep for a few hours. That isn’t a possibility anymore. Marrying his husband had also meant that he would never be able to go back to Russia. And even though Ilya would make that choice a thousand times over, he feels a bit lost every time this day arrives. Shane presses a kiss to Ilya’s hand, which is closed around the pendant of his necklace. “Go take a shower whenever you’re ready, okay? Then I’ll make you some breakfast.” He brushes a curl out of Ilya’s face and looks at him. The soft smile turns a bit sheepish, a tinge of red creeping onto his cheeks. “I uh-, I also brought a bottle of vodka. And your secret pack of cigarettes - which is far too easy to find, by the way.” For a few seconds Ilya just stares at him. Then he starts laughing, pulling Shane even closer. A wave of serenity washes over him as he breathes out the last giggles. “Hollander, you are terrible therapist. Terrible, awful.” His grin seeps into his voice. He presses a longer kiss onto Shane’s lips and grabs his hand to intertwine their fingers. “But you are the most amazing husband. Thank you.” They stay like that for a while. When the silence in his head starts to turn into a building pressure, Ilya decides to finally get out of bed. “I am going to shower. No healthy breakfast, yes? Is sad day for me, you have to be nice. Yogurt with granola is not nice.” “I would never,” Shane laughs, not even trying to sound believable. They have an unspoken agreement that Ilya tries his breakfast first before making something else. It’s not a huge success. So far, only two or three times he has gotten a positive reaction. Shane is pretty sure all of those had been lies to make him happy, but he’ll gladly play along if that means Ilya eats a healthy breakfast once in a while. After a last kiss, Ilya walks to the bathroom and turns on the shower. The pressure in his head is still growing - breaking down the walls he built for it. By the time his skin finally meets the scorching hot water, he has to put his hand against the wall to prevent himself from falling over. His mind races with thoughts he wouldn’t even dare to speak out loud. Not to Galina, especially not to Shane. The pendant hanging from his necklace finds itself in his other hand as he slowly drops down against the wall. When he is seated, one arm around his knees, he lets his head hang. Ilya Rozanov does not believe a god exists. Just like the fairytales his father had spoiled for him at a young age, Ilya has left that part of his culture and childhood behind. However, he will always revisit the faith he once desperately clung onto just in case. He doesn’t believe it works, he refuses to even acknowledge a god that has taken so much from him. But his mother did and that is all he has left from her. So Ilya prays. He speaks to his mother, apologises to her for everything she had to endure - despite none of it being his fault. He begs her to visit him in his dreams, even if it is in another nightmare. His arms are shaking and his tears blend in with the steaming water as he pleads for her to come back to him. It takes some time for him to calm down again. Whilst he gets his breathing back under control, he washes his hair and scrubs his body with shaky breaths. The fingers that had been clamped around the pendant now carry angry red indents with a pain he ignores. Ilya turns the shower off after what could have been either five or fifty minutes, quickly dries off and puts on black joggers. Back in the bedroom he takes off the bedding and replaces it with clean sheets. Shane had been very persistent in not wanting Anya on the bed, yet still let her go this morning. Changing the sheets so Shane won’t have to worry about them is the least Ilya can do. He throws the old bedding into the laundry basket, slides into his slippers and then makes his way to the kitchen. The gnawing feeling around his heart lessens upon hearing music and soft singing. “I am still dreaming. My husband is almost too perfect.” With a grin he wraps his arms around Shane, who transfers the fried eggs to the avocado toast and then turns around. Ilya holds his face as if it’s made out of porcelain to study the freckles he knows by heart. His own grin softens to a genuine smile after they share a kiss. “What do you mean ‘almost’?” The playful tone in Shane’s voice feeds his expression. He raises an eyebrow at Ilya, gesturing to the plate full of food and the bowl of fruit next to it. “I’d say I’m pretty much nailing this marriage thing.”

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  18. Ilya has the flu and is in denial that he could ever be sick. Cue Shane cooking him the soup Irina would prepare for Ilya when he was ill as a child.

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  19. This is perfection. The beauty of life, the warm feeling in his chest as he gazes at his family, all wrapped up in his safe, loving embrace. He would give anything to live this life over and over again.

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  20. The Voyageurs ask Shane to join FanMail in order to foster a better connection with fans. Internet sleuths start to notice some interesting details in the background of Shane’s videos, and then the internet does...what the internet does.

    Or Shane and Ilya are granted an opportunity to come out on their own terms. Sort of. And in they do it in a very Ilya way. (Surprisingly, it is Shane’s idea)

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