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  1. Cliff isn’t proud of it, but his first thought when he sees the video is that he knew Roz was going to be involved in some kind of sex scandal one day. He always kind of assumed there was a sex tape out there somewhere, that would end up spreading like wildfire.

    It’s just that the scandal in Cliff’s mind involved something more like the adulterous wife of a Voyageur, and less like the anonymous dick of some guy in a club bathroom.

    So, point to Roz, he guesses, for still managing to surprise him after all these years.

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  2. Jackie Pike wants to know everything she possibly can about Shane Hollander's mysterious girlfriend in Boston, so she starts documenting every piece of information she learns about "Lily". The list gets long, confusing, and eventually, Jackie figures a few things out...

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  3. Stairwells at midnight, bar service and All Star games

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    Referees might love their group chats, but somehow it was Mel who became the keeper of Shane and Ilya's secrets.

    (kind of sequel to Zebra Huddle)

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  4. Tea Time 🫖 @itsteatimewithj
    Holy moly, look at that POLE-Y! Images of Ottawa Centaur’s Captain, Ilya Rozanov-Hollander, featuring his, ahem, sizable package go viral:

    -or-

    Suddenly, there are a lot more eyes on Shane's husband than usual. He is not pleased.

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  5. For a second, Scott pictures it—their tragic gay love affair, conducted in Holiday Inns and Marriotts, following the usual routine; the cut-off afterglow, the tied-off condom burning a hole in someone’s pocket because they were too scared to leave it in the hotel trash, the look-both-ways paranoia leaving the room, fleeing the scene head-down-hands-in-pockets. Scott pictured a decade of that—a four-year marriage of that—and felt sick. Two thousand fucking ten. Christ. Kip had cousins younger than that.

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  6. Prequel to Zebra Huddle

    The MLH refs have a group chat to gossip, talk hockey... and sometimes Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov come up, even when they don't even realize it.

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  7. Ilya is not where he should be.

    Plus, a bad haircut, the Eiffel Tower, and coconut cake.

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  8. Hollander and Rozanov do their best to keep their relationship private, but there are some instances along the way where people figure out their secret.
    The Hotel Security Guard
    The Nurse
    The Server
    The Make-up Stylist
    The Referee
    + Fucking Brad
    Here's the story of five times someone found out the truth and kept their mouths shut, and the fallout for the one person who didn't.

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  9. Shane Hollander doesn’t take the hit from Cliff Marlow, and Ilya Rozanov ends their arrangement in 2017. Heartbroken, Shane tries to move on. He wins another Stanley Cup. He sleeps around. He’s fine. Until he is outed in photos leaked to the tabloids, clearly hooking up with a man.

    The following season, Shane Hollander is traded to the Ottawa Centaurs. Shane fucking Hollander. The legend himself.

    Suffice it to say, the Centaurs are a little intimidated, and Wyatt Hayes is man enough to admit it.

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  10. Rozanov has four guests over the night New York plays San Francisco for the Cup. Only one of them knows the true significance of what’s happening on screen, until they all do.

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  11. Weirdos on the Internet by

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    Yuna Hollander discovers shipping in 2011 and spends the next six years having a slow motion panic attack.

     

    Well, if there was one thing Yuna Hollander knew about her son, it was that he definitely wasn’t having a torrid affair with Ilya Rozanov

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  12. The first time Hayden asks himself if Shane Hollander is gay, he’s drunk and stupid, and it isn’t even about Shane. He’s just being maudlin, the buzz of mid-shelf tequila turned sour after he stopped a girl getting too handsy with him on the dancefloor. She’d looked at him like he was crazy.

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    Five times Hayden asks himself if Shane is gay and one time it's pretty fucking obvious. Because he walks in on them.

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  13. It's the 2020-2021 season. Ottawa Centaurs forward Derek Briggs, an undrafted player from the Swedish Hockey League, is having a fantastic rookie season. He makes the team out of camp, claws his way up to the second line, lives through an almost plane crash, and has a crush on his fellow rookie that just might be reciprocated. The Centaurs might even make the playoffs.

    Then, news breaks that Shane Hollander is suing the Metros and MLH for terminating his contract after he came out to them in 2017. Derek, who played with Shane in Sweden after he was forced out of Montreal, gets a lot more popular for all the wrong reasons. The media seems to think he's the secret hockey player Hollander's dating, Crowell is breathing down his neck, and all of a sudden, Centaurs captain Ilya Rozanov has it out for him.

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  14. Ilya Rozanov returns from the 2017 All Stars different from how he left for them.

    Then his father dies, and he takes the call in their locker room after a game, and Cliff Marleau sees more than people think.

    And then Shane Hollander goes down, and Ilya Rozanov fucking loses it - not to the untrained eye, no, but Cliff Marleau has lived out of the locker next to this kid for the past seven years.

    He’s also not a fucking idiot.

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    Missing moments from Boston

    Or,

    How Cliff Marleau figures it out

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  15. The problem, Shane muses in hindsight, is that he commits to things too hard.

    He puts his all into everything. He wouldn’t be who he is without it.

    The fact that he can’t resist a challenge, even if it’s stupid, is more of the problem than anything else.

    In which Shane has hidden talents, Ilya runs to catch up, the internet spirals, and Yuuri, Viktor and Yuri are dragged along for the ride…

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  16. “So,” Cliff starts. “Ottawa.”

    “Ottawa,” Roz repeats, and the way he says it, half-amused, half-quizzical, gives Cliff nothing.

    “It’s not Montreal.”

    Roz looks offended. “Why would I go to fucking Montreal?”

    Cliff shrugs, going for casual. “Montreal Girl? I thought, you know, if you ever go to Canada…”

    Roz scoffs. “You and Montreal girl. You say I am obsessed with her, but is you who always talks about her.”

    “Yeah, because you’re always texting her!”

    “Well, I like to get laid.”

    And there’s Cliff’s opening.

    Or: Cliff has been suspecting that Roz moved to Ottawa for his Montreal girl for a while now. And tonight, they’re going to go out for drinks and he’s finally going to get some answers. Not even two overeager rookies are going to stop him. Except things don’t quite go as Cliff planned and Jane from Montreal is not what he expected.

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  17. Shane Hollander is drunk. 

    Rose has never seen him drunk before, and she suspects it's a rare occurrence based on how quickly he's getting sloppy and how little control he seems to have on his emotions. Despite being large and beefy enough to play professional hockey, Shane is kind of a lightweight.

    "I'm never gonna get laid again," Shane mumbles, face buried in a pillow on Rose's lap.

    Shane's injury is much more minor, so Ilya goes through with the breakup. Luckily, Rose is there to help him through it.

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  18. She's got her mouth open, too, ready to snap at him to leave, because Shane does not need this right now. He can come back, if he has to, when her son's less fucking vulnerable, high on painkillers and reeling from mood-swings; not that she thinks he will, which, good. Really, she's just about to, when Shane's voice sounds. "Ilyaaaaa!" he lets out delightedly. For another long moment, nobody moves. Rozanov's face has contorted. His brows are furrowed and he's looking only at Shane. Is he confused? Yuna's pretty damn confused. Because– "Il-yaaaa!" Shane repeats, loud and sounding – ecstatic, really. Absolutely ecstatic. Yuna stares at Shane's bruised face and tries, desperately, not to cry. She loves hockey, loves it with all her heart, is obsessed with Montreal and her son's career – but she hates it, too, when it leaves Shane broken, collapsed on the ice. It's not okay. It's never okay, seeing him there, helpless and hurt. It's even worse when she's not there. Yuna and David had been at home when it'd happened. They'd put the game on in the background, as they were wont to do with all of Shane's games, and Yuna'd been ironing as David made dinner, the two of them talking lightly together about nothing much. It'd been perfect, really. Her younger self would never have thought it, but she lives for those quiet evenings with her husband, easy and calm, the smell of good food wafting through the house and the croon of the speaker in the background. A good night, she'd thought. Shane'd been on his A-game. In the face-off, he'd stolen the puck from Rozanov, and raced across the ice, and he looked like he was really, truly enjoying it. He'd been smiling. Yuna'd remarked on it. Then, suddenly, silence. Yuna'd looked up at the sudden hush. The audience's usually a constant white noise, the calling and hooting and booing merging together into one dull sound. The commentators remarked on every pass Shane made, especially tonight, when they were playing Boston. Silence was never – ever – good. She hadn't known who it was at first. There was just a figure in a blue jersey, smashed onto the ice. She'd stood up, squinted. Was it Hayden? But no, PIKE was there, plastered on the back of the figure throwing himself onto the Boston player that'd caused the fall. Was it Gagnon? Then – "And Shane Hollander's down!" the commentator had announced, and everything in Y una went still. Shane's been injured before, of course. It's hockey. Yuna'd been forced to cope with it ever since Shane was nine and first bowled over by one of the other players – bigger than him, bulkier than him, always more aggressive than him. He usually gets up, though. He usually gets up. He doesn't this time. After that, everything blurred into one. David had sprinted upstairs, and he’d grabbed the overnight bag that they'd never used, that was needed only for emergencies, and then he'd been down and Yuna'd remembered how to breathe again and they were in the car, rushing- rushing-rushing to where their son was, miles away, being carted off to hospital in Montreal. They'd got there as soon as they could. It wasn't soon enough. But the doctor had calmed them, reassured them, told them, "Your son's alright, Mr and Mrs Hollander, he's just got a fractured collarbone and a mild concussion. Don't worry." Then he'd added, with a friendly grin, "He'll be out for the playoffs, though, I'm afraid." A Voyageurs fan. As if Yuna cared about the playoffs.–Shane would, though, she remembered, and told herself to give a brittle smile and thank him. She did. She's here, now, sat at his bedside. It's not a familiar position, not like it would be for a lot of hockey families. Shane's just that good. Yuna's overwhelmingly glad it's not. She doesn't think she could cope if he got himself in here every season. It's been a few hours since he'd first woken up, blinking dazedly at her and David, drugs pumping through his system to keep him relaxed and pain-free. It'd been startling, actually, the easy grin that slid onto his face when he'd spotted them. Shane'd smiled slow and smooth and genuine. It'd crinkled his eyes up and he’d been squinting, too, because of the bright lights, and he’d looked happy. Happy and loose in a way that made Yuna realise he was usually so, so tense; so, so stiff. He'd been slow to wake. He'd shifted, and grumbled to himself, and Yuna and David had rushed to his bedside to be right there when he finally blinked himself to consciousness. His head flopped a bit, and he’d muttered something she couldn't quite make out that sounded like "Ill-ya," and repeated it over and over again. She still doesn't know what it means. He'd stopped saying it when he realised she and David were there, had quietened down and looked at her and then beamed. Then his grin had gotten smaller, regulating, but he'd greeted them in a soft, slurred voice, and very quickly gotten tired again and drifted off. That'd been around midnight, Yuna thinks, maybe later. David had exhaled and kissed her and gone off to book them a hotel for a couple days. Yuna couldn't bring herself to go with him. Because he knows her, and he loves her, and probably because he feels better if Shane has one of them there, he'd gone without protest. She'll join him tonight, she thinks. When Shane's been awake for more than just a few minutes. She just sat with him, watching him breathe; she checks the clock and the heart-rate monitor every so often. She'd managed to get a few hours in around three a.m., crashing in the stiff armchair in the corner of the private room Shane's in, and she'd woke up again at half seven, her phone glaring in the dull dark of the room. One of the nurses must have switched the light off when they'd seen her asleep. Yuna's thankful. Now, the little numbers on the screen say 08:47. Visiting time's started. Not that anyone'll be by for a couple hours yet, thank God, because Yuna really can't deal with people right now. Except David. He should be here shortly too, the only saving grace. Him, she always wants by her side. As if summoned by her thoughts, there's a gentle knock at the door, and it's pulled open. David walks in, circles under his eyes, but they're certainly not as bad as hers are bound to be. His expression softens when he looks at her, and she smiles a little helplessly. "How's he doing?" he asks lowly. "Alright, I think," she says honestly. "But –" "It's never easy seeing him like this," David agrees. Yuna lets out an exhausted sigh. "Yes," she says. "Yes. Nothing's changed since you left. He's just..."

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  19. Slowly, the realization of what he is asking him to do sets in. “Shane,” he croaks, his voice breaking. I can’t hurt you. “Please,” Always so pretty when he begs. Even like this, all messed up and bloody. Ilya loves him more than life. “I don’t want anyone but you touching me." That finally did it. During the Boston vs. Montreal game, Marleau doesn't knock Shane out completely but still injures him. While a fight breaks out, Shane begs Ilya to help him, right there on the ice in front of the whole arena. Unfortunately, Ilya could never say no to him. [SECOND CHAPTER WITH REACTIONS NOW ADDED]

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  20. Emma is the Boston Bears' A-WAG, and has been so for as long as she and Cliff have been together.

    The idea of Rozanov having a partner was crazy. The idea of him having a male partner (even an omega) was even crazier. But the idea of him having been with this male partner for multiple years, with children in the mix, and with none of the WAGs or the team knowing?

    Yeah, Emma wants answers. Sue her.

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