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    On a Thursday, a video of Canadian star hockey player Shane Hollander goes viral on the internet. The video was taken on the previous Sunday, and it’s not what anybody expects. It’s not a sex tape, or a drunken fight in a bar, or any of the other videos that have been captured of others in the league, but instead, it seems to be a sneakily filmed video of Hollander confronting his former teammates.

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    13 Jun 2026

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    The radio turns down to play quietly, background noise, and Ilya glances at the rearview mirror. Hayden is looking at the road, and after a moment he meets Ilya’s eyes. He looks sad. They look at each other for a few moments, Ilya’s view of his eyes shifting as he and Shane rock back and forth as much as they can with the restriction of their seatbelts, and it’s like they’re communicating something that Ilya isn’t really sure about. And he thinks briefly, as Hayden is looking back and road, that he kind of loves him, this fucking guy that loves Shane so much that he’ll break his fucking heart so he knows what kind of people he’s around, so much that he’ll go with him to confront his own teammates— the teammates that he’ll have to keep seeing because he’s not trading— and so much that he’ll tolerate the sounds of sex just behind while he drives aimlessly.

    He’s kind of great.

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    “Is that it?” Ilya ask dryly at the exact same time.

    “Are you fucking kidding me, Rozanov?” Shane snaps, still feeling his heart in his ears. “Is that not bad enough for you?!”

    “Some people burn dolls, some people shoot them,” he has the gall to shrug. “I get threats like that all the time. No big deal.”

    “Yeah, well, I get them too, asshole, so I know this isn’t normal. It is a big deal.”

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    In the middle of a Montreal vs Boston game a threat against Ilya Rozanov becomes a security concern… and Shane Hollander kinda loses it. Just a little. In his defense, he’s pretty justified to be worried, okay? He is NOT overreacting.

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    12 Jun 2026

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    So he plays dirty. He looks up at Rozanov and says the one thing he knows will work:

    “Please.” Like he is begging for his cock in his mouth. Like he is begging to be fucked. Like he is begging to be unmade. “Rozanov, please. It’s just one night. I’m sure you can put up with me for a single night, don’t you? We might even have some things in common.” And there it is, the promise. Shane is literally whoring himself out, selling his body, for a chance to keep this man safe (as if he’d ever needed a reason, as if he wouldn’t happily do it freely for as long as he can).

    “Dirty move,” Ilya whispers, his voice doesn’t carry down the hall. It’s only here, floating between them. “Cheating isn’t nice. I’ll make you pay for it. Later.”

    Shane wonders if Ilya is also half hard under his equipment. He is certainly thankful for the bulkiness of his. “Deal,” he replies bravely, raising his chin with a challenge.

    Ilya’s eyes are dark, dangerous in a way that makes Shane’s entire body buzz with anticipation.

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    “You…wanted to see me?” He asks, barely resisting a wince at how awkwardly it comes out. “After yesterday-” He stops, swallows.

    Hollander makes a face–one of Ilya’s favorite faces, in fact–that says he’s a little embarrassed about what he’s about to say. Ilya feels his chest go a little tighter, wondering if Hollander has had time to reconsider, if he’d even planned to reach out after the game, apologize for spooking and running, ask to come ba-

    “Did something…happen yesterday?” Hollander asks.

    Ilya stares at him.

    (the accident that takes shane out for the season happens the day after the tuna meltdown) (...it also takes his memory of the tuna meltdown with it)

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    08 Jun 2026

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    “Look, we will talk, okay?” Rozanov says. “But just…don’t run away, yes? Stay, please. Talk to me. Let me fix it.”

    “Fix what?” Shane demands. “If you didn’t want me here, you shou-”

    “I do want you here,” Rozanov says, the hand at Shane’s waist squeezing lightly. “I do. I-we didn’t fight. That’s not what happened. Just go downstairs with me, and we will talk, okay? Just don’t-don’t leave like this. Please.”

    Shane draws a breath, eyes flicking back to the bag on the bed, trying to decide if he’s being appeased or not, if Rozanov is just suddenly polite enough to lie to him after getting caught in a different lie. If it’s more embarrassing to leave or to stay.

    “Please,” Rozanov says. “Please don’t leave.”

    Shane lets out his breath. “Okay.”

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    “You are my favorite, you know this?” as he pushed a strand of hair out of Shane's forehead.

    “What?” Shane said, his mind still hazy at the edges.

    “My favorite. I tell everyone. Jane. My favorite girl. My special girl.”

     

    4:23 AM: @j._monamour posted a new story.
    [img: Rumpled white sheets, in the interior of Ilya Rozanov's home, Boston]
    [tagged: @ilyarozanov81]

     

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    Shane starts a secret instagram account and quickly becomes well known as Rozanov's favorite girl. They're both too stubborn to let anyone else have the other.

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    07 Jun 2026

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    “What was her name?” Shane asked, his eyes glazed over in that perfect way Ilya liked.

    Rozanov's eyes searched Shane's face then, resonating between his features, reading, until something clicked into place, the realization going straight to his already-hard dick.

    “Don't… doesn't matter. Don't care. I get rid of her, for this. For you.”

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    Ilya tells GQ magazine that he wants to be married and have two kids, five dogs, and four Stanley Cups in ten years. Oh, and he wants to play for the Metros.

    Shane is totally normal and not weird about it at all.

    (He’s so weird about it.)

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    07 Jun 2026

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    “You are fucking loud, Hollander,” he croaked, muffled. “Me and my forty-eight babies regret knowing you.”

    “Sorry,” Shane offered, sheepish, and he meant it. “I, uh, I just…”

    Hayden pulled the pillows off his exhausted face to glare at Shane. “We have off today, so we’re going sleep for another five hours or so. Then, you’re going to make me breakfast that isn’t a protein shake, and we’re going to discuss your sexual crisis.”

    Shane felt his stomach flop. It must have shown on his face between Hayden pointed a finger toward him. “No, no freaking out. We’re sleeping, then talking. That’s it. No freak-outs allowed.”

    “Okay,” Shane said with a yawn and curled up in the chair.

    They did just that.