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  1. Shane is just trying to figure out how to be social... and Ilya can tell he's nervous. So he offers a helping mouth - erm, hand. Hey, why not both.

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  2. Everyone can see it. In the way Ilya Rozanov’s voice gentles, in the way his focus narrows, in the way every argument ends the same way. Set post–The Long Game, this is a study of marriage, conflict, and the slow, irrevocable shift of a man who loves too openly to hide it. Or, five times they argue and Ilya gives in, and one time it becomes clear he always will.

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  3. When Shane woke up this morning, he felt no different than he did yesterday. He didn’t expect to, really. It was a Tuesday, it was May, and the Metros were playing a home game today. It was also Shane’s birthday. Or: A lesson in loving someone so wholeheartedly that you intentionally make space in your life for their habits and learn to cook their traditional foods, written by Ilya Rozanov

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  4. One second, Rozanov is in front of him, gliding away with the puck to the Voyageurs’ goal. The next, Ilya is on the floor with an enforcer looming over him. And he isn’t getting up. For a moment, Shane doesn’t move. He can’t. Then, he is surging forward with all of his might to reach the Boston team captain. He nearly reaches him, too, before he registers a sharp pain in his side and the world goes blank. Shane and Ilya both get hit while playing a game against each other. Cue some hospital shenanigans and Shane's parents finding out about their relationship. (And maybe Hayden and JJ too)

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  5. Ilya and David are left alone at the kitchen, when Shane and Yuna leave to talk. Ilya slams into the language barrier with the speed of train.

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  6. r/MontrealMetros
    What’s going on with my GOAT??

    Monty_Pike: 3 years ago

    Hayden Pike is now officially 20 games without a point. What's going on??

    Ilya_Rozanov: 3 years ago
    lets hope he make it 30

    Monty_Pike : 3 years ago
    Huh??

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  7. play me by

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    “Ah, my favourite fan at my feet.” Shane's eyes glint with something between rage and intrigue. But he surprises him. So much that it elicits a withheld heartbeat. “It’s such an honour meeting you, Mr. Rozanov.” “Oh, you are meeting me from all the way down there?” “I just want to get to know you better. Up close. The cameras don’t really capture this level of detail, you know.” Shane’s cheeks are glaringly pink. His freckles get accentuated. Or: Shane and Ilya roleplay at the cottage

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  8. “Why are you smiling?” Shane asks him. “I met your parents,” Ilya answers. He’s definitely not going to be able to explain this one. “I know it was weird—” “Shut up,” Ilya says. “I loved it.” The look Shane gives him says Ilya in no way made it clear, but since it’s only half clear to him, too, he decides to kiss Shane instead. A slow, lingering thing. Just as sweet, but with the heat of a promise behind it. Shane slips his tongue into Ilya’s mouth, and it lights a fire beneath his ribs. After meeting Shane's parents, Ilya and Shane return to the cottage.

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  9. Rose sent Shane a Christmas gift. Shane opened it with Ilya and Anya on Christmas Day. “Maybe Rose thought you're boring in bed with me too so she gifted us this.” “Fuck you,” Shane hisses as his faces keep getting redder and redder. With the heartiest heart-eyes any human can ever have, Ilya replies, “I will, sweetheart.”

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  10. way below the belt by

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    Shane adjusted his tie for the third time, his skin prickling with awareness of the toy nestled deep inside him. Shane's muscles tensed under his shirt, his reactive nature making him hyper-aware of the remote tucked in Ilya's pocket. Ilya leaned close as he passed, his breath warm against Shane's ear. “Behave,” Shane's voice cracks. "I-I'm fine, just a h-headache." The lie burns in his throat as he forces a smile, his hand trembling against the back of his neck, eyes darting anywhere but at Hayden. Completely unaware of the hand climbing Shane’s inner thigh, fingers pressing into the tender flesh just below his groin. Shane's pulse hammers against his collar as sweat beads at his hairline. Shane's adam' s apple lurches violently. He can feel Ilya's smirk burning into his profile without looking. He bites down on his tongue, tasting copper. Ilya's presence sears into his left side, while his other hand makes a show of adjusting something in his pocket. The vibrations suddenly intensify, sending a violent shudder through Shane's core. His vision blurs at the edges. Shooting electricity up his spine. His knuckles go white against the leather seat. His teeth clamp down on his bottom lip as Ilya's grip becomes bruising, fingers digging into the flesh through the soft black material. Leaning in, hot breath scorching Shane's ear: " Get yourself together, Hollander," each syllable dripping with that Russian growl that makes Shane pathetically weak. Fucking. Sadistic. Asshole. And all because of one goddamn bet. Only two hours earlier he was in the comfort of his own home. Steam billows from the bathroom as the door swings open. Ilya emerges, towel riding dangerously low on sharp hip bones, droplets racing down the planes of his chest and disappearing beneath the white terry cloth. Shane's fingers trace the edges of a small brown parcel on the kitchen counter. Ilya Rozanov, the label reads in neat block letters. Below that: Shane's address, his apartment number. Ilya freezes mid-step. The corner of his mouth twitches upward. "This showed up today." Shane lifts the box slightly. "Your name. My place." Ilya's bare feet pad across the hardwood. He plucks the package from Shane's grip with long fingers, his knuckles brushing Shane's palm. "Mine," he says, placing it on the far edge of the counter, just beyond Shane's reach. "So I don't get to see what's inside?" Ilya reaches for a pair of grey joggers draped over the arm of the couch, pulling them on with a fluid motion. "It's for you, actually." Shane's stomach flips. The NHL26 loading screen bathes their faces in blue light as they sink into the sofa, controllers in hand. Shane's eyes dart to the kitchen every thirty seconds. The box sits there, taunting him. His birthday was ages ago, their anniversary wasn’t for another couple months, Today is... nothing. His player skates past the puck. Again. The controller vibrates with another missed opportunity. Ilya's score climbs: 3-0, 5-0, 7-0.

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  11. “I thought we were fighting,” Ilya shrugged, tapping the pads of his fingers on the countertop he was leaning against. “Thought maybe it was fun, new foreplay.” Shane laughed, probably because he knew it had a hint of truth to it, “Maybe in your gross fantasies, Rozanov.” or Ilya and Shane get into a Hockey fight, it results in a steamy night for the two.

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  12. “Just hang up.” A very, very familiar Russian voice. What the fuck? Ilya goddamn Rozanov was with Shane, at the cottage. With Shane. Oh, holy fuck. Lily. Ilya. (hayden has a long standing dislike for ‘lily’. a second phone call at the cottage makes him dislike lily even more)

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  13. Ilya wakes up first. They bang about it. (Ilya pov)

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  14. When Shane and Ilya meet at a club between the 2011 All Stars Game, and Ilya teases Shane by calling him "his good friend Shane Hollander," suddenly Shane gets an idea... Things may be easier if they were seen as friends instead of bitter rivals. What if Shane and Ilya become public friends years before canon.

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  15. Ilya‘s and Shane‘s first Christmas as a married couple with lots of presents and lots of love.

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  16. Just two men who attend a high-end sex club. Only rule is, they never take off their masks... They never reveal who the truly are. They both want one thing, and that's a good fuck. Until it's not enough.

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  17. The Ottawa Centaurs place bets on when Shane and Ilya's relationship first started.

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  18. Ilya had realized it the moment he’d opened his eyes a few days prior, too warm under the covers to be comfortable. Nothing had even happened yet, but he'd felt immediately distant from himself. Like somewhere between sleeping and waking, he’d stepped out of his body and into another.

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  19. Shane said he would be home by midnight. Ilya only had to hold on for a couple more hours. He thought, fleetingly, that he wasn't sure how the day had spiraled so enormously out of his control. One goddamn day alone and he was at the edge of the abyss. Everything hurt. Or: Ilya navigates the expanse of his mental illness over the course of one bad day.

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  20. Ilya hasn't seen Shane in a few weeks, since he ran out of Ilya's house after he called him by his name. It sucks, but Ilya's mostly handling it. He's mostly handling it until they end up at some stupid MHL banquet thing and he sees Shane smiling with some girl at the bar. Shane's embarrassed, was overwhelmed by Ilya calling him his name because they didn't do that. And he didn't handle it great, and maybe dating a girl right after wasn't the move, but Shane was stressed. He and Rose broke up, because she realized he was gay and Shane felt sort of like an ass even though she said they could still be friends. And he was dealing with it, sort of, mostly he was just trying to avoid it. Until his coach told him he had to be at a banquet and he saw Ilya across the room, then he was drinking a nasty tasting red wine and trying not to look his way. OR Shane and Ilya haven't talked since Shane ran out of Ilya's apartment, neither of them is planning on talking either, until Shane gets roofied at some official MHL banquet and Ilya takes care of him.

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