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an opposing player flirts with shane during a game and ilya has a totally normal level headed reaction when he plays against the man the following week
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“Weird stuff to be honest, kept calling me ‘pretty boy’ which like whatever I get that a lot,” shuffling sounds came through the phone, and Ilya knew Shane was putting his bag down and unpacking his stuff from his game, he was so predictable. “But he really hammed it up, like complimenting me? Like, I know it was supposed to piss me off, but it just felt strange.”
Ilya sat up and put the phone directly to his ear, he felt anger brewing under his skin. He had a theory and needed to investigate it without Shane realizing anything. -
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someone breaks into shanes apartment and beats him up and no one knows...well no one except ilya who shane butt dialed and heard the whole thing
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“Hello?” Ilya whispered into the phone. Muffled sounds were coming through the small speakers, but he couldn’t pick anything out. He muted the TV and turned the volume on his phone as high as it would go, then pressed his ear against the speaker. There was a man’s voice echoing, but it wasn’t Shane.
“–ualt! All your fucking fault.”
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okay that one scene of shane holding haydens baby has a GRASP on me so i wanted to write ilya seeing shane hold a baby and his reaction to it (spoiler; he kind of goes insane)
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Ilya gave up on nonchalance and twisted his body around. Across the banquet hall stood a small group of Metros, at the front were Pike and Hollander with what could only be described as a gaggle of children at their feet. Likely the children of teammates and Pike, he was always popping them out, but that wasn’t what Marleau was referring to.
What drew Ilya’s eyes was not Hollander himself, but rather what he was holding.
A baby.
Hollander was holding a baby. -
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a little drabble of shane and ilya post-talking to shanes parents
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Shane sighed as they pulled into the driveway of the cottage, putting his head down on the steering wheel and closing his eyes.
“God,” he whispered. “I’m so… tired. I feel like I just ran a marathon.”
Ilya laughed, bringing up a hand to touch Shane’s hair.
“What you just did was much more difficult than a marathon,” he said. He couldn’t help the soft smile that was forming on his face, but he didn’t want to resist it. He didn’t have to anymore. -
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i noticed that the reason shane was hit was bc he was distracted looking at ilya, and i wondered if ilya noticed that too (and how it would make him feel...spoiler; bad)
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His eyes had met Shane’s, those deep brown eyes full of adrenaline and joy, and Ilya had been excited for the rest of the game. Excited to play against Shane. Until he’d seen Marleau coming in from the side. It wasn’t an illegal hit, but Shane hadn’t been ready for it.
Shane hadn’t been ready because he’d been looking at Ilya.
He felt his heart drop as the realization sank in. Shane had been knocked unconscious and injured in god knows how many ways because of Ilya.
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