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“Shane,” Ilya groans as soon as the line connects. “I feel terrible.” “Ilya,” Shane exasperates. “You worded that text message in the worst way possible. You gave me a heart attack. I’m almost glad you’re sick and not bailing for another reason.” “I wouldn’t. I really wanted to come to your very expensive cottage on lake, but headache is too much and flying is probably no good for it,” Ilya says, and Shane can hear the sickness in his voice. “How long have you felt sick?” “I don’t know, got bad maybe two days ago?” OR Ilya cancels his trip to the cottage. Shane flies to Boston instead.
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“Hollander, you are stupid idiot,” Ilya says, his fists clenching in his jacket pockets as Shane stares at him from the hospital bed with that loopy smile on his face. “What do you mean?” Shane asks, his voice airy and light, though Ilya picks up a hint of concern. Ilya closes his eyes and inhales deeply. “You take your eyes off of puck, you look back at me.” OR A retelling of the hospital scene.
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- AO3:
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