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  1. Shane works hard, almost too hard. It feels strange for Ilya to complain about his lover working hard and being good at his job that he's constantly so busy but he can't help as he feels bad for Shane. But you have to understand Ilya, Shane is not great at managing his stress levels which usually ends in the man being worn out. He's seen Shane after a hard day of work– he's quiet, his voice soft as he speaks to Ilya, his voice light and kind even throughout his sluggish movements. Ilya knows Shane isn't someone who's usually very loud, opting for a more relaxed voice but even then, it's not usual for Shane to speak so low and murmured– like now.

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  2. “Yes, you’d fucking like that wouldn’t yo—,” Ilya cuts himself off, washcloth now discarded somewhere on the floor, hands slide up the length of Shane’s back, and stop to rest at the top of his shoulders. Ilya squeezes lightly before bending down to press a kiss right below the other man’s ear. “What the fuck did you just say?”

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  3. Shane has a meet-cute in the produce aisle. Ilya briefly contemplates murder via shopping cart.

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  4. “It’s one of your superstitions, right?” Hayden asked. “Like my hat. It’s your good luck shirt.” Shane felt a chill run down his spine. He hadn’t thought anyone would notice. In truth, he’d barely noticed himself. It wasn’t something he was actively doing. It wasn’t like his weight circuit or his diet or his night routine. It wasn’t meditation or yoga or cross-training. Those were all things he did with meticulous, painstaking purpose. This was just… this was something else. This wasn’t thought driven. If he was being honest, it barely had to do with hockey. It maybe was one of the only things in his life that didn’t have to do with hockey. If he was stressed, he wore the shirt and it made him feel a little bit better. It just so happened that most of the time he was stressed about something to do with hockey. That was it. It was just a feeling. A feeling of calm that came from Ilya Rozanov’s shirt. OR: Shane accidentally wore Ilya's shirt back to the hotel after it things started to feel Too Real. What if he kept the shirt? OR: 5 Times Someone Noticed Shane's New Favorite Shirt + 1 Time Shane Realized Ilya Still Had His Too

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  5. PopCrave @PopCrave Ilya Rozanov and Shane Hollander set to battle it out AGAIN for the #1 spot on this week's Apple Music Charts. [Attached are two photos from their latest concerts. Ilya is dripping in sweat, microphone in hand and a cheeky, toothy grin on his face. Hands are reaching up from the audience to worship him like they’re in gospel. Shane’s stage is swamped in a deep blue light, it’s just him with a bass guitar on stage. His eyes are closed and the crowd has their flashlights pointed towards him.] or Shane and Ilya are rival popstars coming through the ranks. People online are just a little obsessed with them.

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  6. In the hospital after his injury, Shane accidentally says too much. —— Or, Shane is high as a kite and tells his nurse that he’s in love with Ilya. She keeps their secret.

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  7. Is okay by

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    The thing is, Shane's gone non-verbal a few times now to not be scared by it and just ignore it until he feels good again. It usually happened when he was stressed, overwhelmed or overthinking, sometimes all three at the same time when he played a bad game and analyzed it a million times until he figured out exactly what he needed to practice on for the next few days. This time though, Shane was absolutely not stressed, everything was perfect so it made no sense for him to suddenly feel this. He's been at the cottage with Ilya for almost two weeks now, all they've done is talk, swim, fuck and eat, it's been so good, he's had no stress so why was he feeling this enormous pang of discomfort?

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  8. “Wait,” Ilya swallows. Fuck fuck fuck. What is he doing? He shouldn’t offer this. They shouldn’t do this. If he were responsible, he would stand up and help Shane get dressed and order him a ride. Offering what he really wants to do is dangerous. It crosses the line. He does it anyway. “Stay,” Ilya sits up, vision swimming. It seems that extra vodka has caught up with him. Shane hesitates, and Ilya feels the need to explain himself a little better. “We are too drunk to have sex, but you can sleep it off here.” ______________ After leaving an after-party for an award show, Ilya and Shane meet up for a hook-up. Ilya realizes that they have both drank too much to have sex, so he offers for Shane to spend the night instead and sleep it off. Before they fall asleep though, Shane says something he shouldn't.

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  9. After two games lost because of Ilya's antics, Shane decides to torture him via his appearance on The Tonight Show while Ilya is back home in Ottawa.

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  10. “Okay, one last thing. Have you decided on a name?” Shane and Ilya glance at each other before turning their attention down to their daughter. It was like the rest of the world had collapsed around this baby girl–and both of them knew after this moment they would be ruined for the rest of their lives. “Milana.” Shane says, “Milana Irina Hollander-Rozanov.” or an incredibly indulgent fic on Hollanov as girl dads

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  11. Shane grabs the mugs off the counter, his steps careful and measured to not spill as he makes his way outside. The outdoor air hits him hard, filling his lungs with the fresh breath of the trees, the lake, and the absence of his anxiety. He doesn't need it out here. Sitting on the dock, down the hill, exactly where Shane left him, is Ilya. He almost cannot see him in the glittering evening light– his silhouette outlined by the tendrils of the lingering sun. Shane steps forward, and lets the light guide him home. or– Shane finds his peace.

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  12. Ilya had felt the click in his brain, the puzzle piece sliding into place as Shane gently patted Serenity's back and lightly bounced her in his arms like he was tapping into some information in his brain stored away for future reference. "Shh, shh it's okay." Shane murmured, continuing the soothing motions and even Jackie and Hayden watched because well, he was definitely good at this. So much so that Ilya felt like he needed to do something about it.

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  13. Shane reflects on his feelings about hockey after a fight with his and Ilya's teenage daughter.

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  14. Then, with a smile in Shane’s voice, “That’s French, Ilya.” Ilya? Had Hayden heard that right? Shane definitely had to be making a joke. Or- or something. Right? And maybe Hayden would have believed that if Shane hadn’t known where Rozanov was a day before anyone else did. Russian… Lily… Ilya… ‘Oh my God’ was the only thought that crossed Hayden’s mind. His fingers gripped at the door, Shane’s head dipped close to the phone visible through the crack. It wasn’t possible. But, he just had a feeling. Something in Hayden’s brain was saying ‘no yeah, that’s Rozanov on the phone.’ Or Hayden Pike figures out Shane and Ilya's secret after overhearing a very consequential phone call. (This fic is mostly show compliant, with a couple details from the book thrown in. Some of it I changed completely for my own purposes.)

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  15. “Because I can’t fucking do this, Ilya. I’m going to my parents’, I- I need a break, alright? Shit.” Shane’s gaze locked onto his keys and he picked them up, stalking towards the door. He needed a break from the arguing and he needed to go somewhere he could breathe and collect his thoughts, so he could process this correctly and talk about it with Ilya civilly. Everything was still suffocating and overwhelming and Shane needed out, needed to go sit in his car and drive in silence to his parents’ place. - Ilya had seen enough breakups to know what one looked like. Shane ignored him, and looked irritated, and said he couldn’t do this (this, like everything between them could be reduced to a single word other than love), and said he needed a break (his confidence in Ilya’s English was comforting up until Ilya realised it meant Shane didn’t feel the need to say the dramatic I’m breaking up with you that characterised the ends of relationships). or, hollanov fight and misunderstandings resulting in an injury ensue

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  16. teeth caps by

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    Ilya’s rut arrives whilst him and Shane are at the cottage. They deal with it. Naturally.

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  17. Ilya arrives home on his birthday to find Anya barking and a panicked Shane trying to fight the fire alarm after a failed baking attempt.

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  18. Shane has spent his entire career rising above it. After one dirty hit, one slur, and one question too many, he stops. A press conference becomes a confession—and a line is finally drawn.

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  19. Shane's breath catches on a sob, and he muffles the sound with his hand. Everything feels like too much. He’s naked, and he can feel entirely too much on his body, inside his body, and he hates how it's starting to feel gross. His head is pounding, and he can't even focus on placating his mind when his lungs are also screaming in his throat for breath. Ilya hears, and his hands reach out to hold Shane, tension lying in every part of his body. “Shane—” “Don't touch me,” Shane snaps, more desperation than yelling as he rips his arm out of Ilyas's grasp. His tears have nowhere to go now, and they finally spill over, hot and humiliating, down his cheeks. Ilya freezes in place, hand hovering mid-air. A myriad of emotions flicker across his face: confusion, hurt, fear. Ilya takes an unconscious step back like someone shoved him. His body curls in on itself, trying to make himself appear smaller. He looks... terrified. Like, Shane just called him a monster, and he believes it. OR: inspired by the fight in the long game when ilya had told shane he could have sex with other men because he did not believe in cheating.

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  20. Competition was in Shane and Ilya's blood. Even when it comes to painting clay hockey helmets for charity. I do not support AI, I do not use AI in my work(s), and I do not consent to my work(s) being used for AI in any shape or form. If I ever find my work(s) outside of fan spaces where they should be, everything gets locked—that’s a promise, not a threat.

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