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    It might have been easier to fall to his knees and beg for forgiveness. But his boyfriend was a dangerous thing right now, and God help him, Ilya couldn’t resist. He liked it when Shane’s sharp edges caught his soft sides, when all of his intensity bubbled onto the surface.

    “Did you want me to sign your tits too, Hollander?” he asked. “Make things even?”

    There was some saying about playing stupid games.

    Or: a drunken fan interaction was making its rounds on social media, and Ilya knew that apologies weren’t cheap.

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    Shane doesn't have anything against fighting in hockey. Truly he doesn't. But there are a million different things to love about playing on the same team as Ilya Rozanov, and watching him stew in the penalty box like a caged animal is near the bottom of that list for Shane.

    Ilya can't keep out of the box, so he's not allowed to put it in anymore.

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    27 Jun 2026

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    After Ilya leaves the cottage, Yuna comes over to cheer Shane up. And maybe—maybe—excavate some shit she's buried inside herself.

    Basically I think Yuna and Shane should let their hair down and gossip a little. And, you know. Heal.

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    27 Jun 2026

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    "What about with girls?” Ilya asked.

    Shane shrugged. He didn’t want to think about that now, not here, not when Ilya was conditioning his hair, not while the shower was warm and no one had to rush to find their underwear in a hurry.

    ”I don’t know, just regular.”

    “Regular,” Ilya said, like he was rolling the word around in his mouth, “Hm. Shame that you have to tell all your women I gave you crabs.”

    Shane elbowed him in the ribs, just a light touch, “Fuck off, you don’t have crabs.”

    The MHL has some of their finest in New York City to film promo for the upcoming season. Shane doesn't notice that, in the absence of hockey, Ilya keeps inventing games to keep his attention.

    Featuring a broken condom, too many questions, and probably too much vulnerability for two guys who aren't even supposed to be friends.

    (Canon-compliant, set in the ep. 4 montage)

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    27 Jun 2026

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    Ilya laughed.

    “That bothered you?”

    ”You have no idea. Half the time I use the tiny scraps of information you give me to look them up anyway. But you’re so cryptic. You’re like,” Shane put on a little voice, “‘Ah, we might have a layover in Charlotte, but am not sure, could be Atlanta.’ Infurating.”

    ”Ok, Hollander, I will send you a calendar invite. This is seductive to you, yes?”

    It’s been months since the cottage, and Shane is finally coming to visit Ilya. He hasn’t been back in Boston since the day he ran out the door saying he couldn’t do this. Ilya is spiraling, just a little, not knowing where they stand in this new and fragile thing. Boyfriends, probably. He’s never been someone’s boyfriend before.

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