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    The Boston team shows up in Montréal to give Ilya Rozanov the bachelor party he never had.

    A 5+1 fic about clubs, strippers, gambling, paintball, an all nighter, and the unfortunate discovery that once you become a housewife, you apparently lose all your hoe tendencies.

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    The Boston Raiders arrive in Montréal to give Ilya Rozanov the traditional Boston bachelor party, and Ilya discovers he is not the same man who left Boston, mostly because he now has a loving husband at home he is obsessed with.

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    04 Mar 2026

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    It happens in an instant.

    Over Ilya’s shoulder, Shane sees the doctor and Wiebe give each other a look, and in a sudden bout of impatient anxiety, Shane ends up saying the words that come to ruin everything.

    “Don’t touch me.”

    The effect is instantaneous. Ilya’s hands fly to his sides, and Shane gets a front row seat as Ilya’s heart breaks before his very eyes. Eyes dimming and lips trembling in slow, painful technicolor.

    It causes Shane’s heart to break, too, and he vows, immediately, never to see such a look cross his husband’s face again.

    OR Shane embarks on a mission to heal his husband’s heart, one PDA at a time.

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    03 Mar 2026

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    “Ilya,” Shane says warningly, but he’s too late as the grin unfurls across Ilya’s face. “I said no laughing,” he snaps, glaring at him. “You’re laughing.”

    Ilya shakes his head. “Is not at you, sweetheart,” he says, unable and unwilling to stop his beaming. “I am just—happy. To share this with you.” He meets Shane’s eyes. “You are—singularity,” he says, careful with his pronunciation. “My favorite.”

    Shane goes red so fast, Ilya worries about his heart for a second.

    “I just want to know you,” Shane murmurs, closing his eyes when Ilya lifts his hand up and strokes through his hair. “I miss you when you aren't around, and I want to carry the little bits of you I can.”

    OR: Shane has some questions. Ilya always seems to have an answer. (And one time, Ilya has a question, too.)

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    25 Feb 2026

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    "What happened?"

    Ilya swallowed hard, his mouth dry as paper.

    "Alexei and Zarina..." He started, and the words felt strange, distant, as if they belonged to someone else's life. "...got into a car accident."

    He felt Shane's hands lightly squeeze his waist, his husband's body tensing behind him. He turned around to face him and saw the shock in the brown eyes, the slow, terrible realization of what that could mean.

    "Zarina died on the spot," Ilya continued, his voice monotonous, numb. "Alexei was severely injured. He's in a coma."

    "And?" Shane asked, but Ilya knew he was already connecting the dots. He knew the family history, he knew Polina, he knew enough to see where this was going. "What about your nieces?"

    "That's exactly why Sasha called me." Ilya ran his tongue over his chapped lips. "Polina, my dad's widow, would never take on that responsibility. She's always hated the girls, always treated them like a burden. And I..." His voice cracked for a second. "I'm the closest relative. The only one left."

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    23 Feb 2026

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    Ilya’s skating wasn’t like him; it wasn’t sustainable. Not smart. Shane pushed off and intercepted him mid-loop.

    “You’re overstriding,” he said quietly.

    Ilya didn’t slow.

    “I’m fine.”

    Shane’s chest tightened.

    “You’re overcompensating, Ilya.”

    That got a reaction out of him.

    “Play your game,” he said sharply. His tone wasn’t to be missed. It was small, but wrong. Shane stiffened as the words reached him.

    Across the ice, Wyatt visibly perked up like a man spotting live television drama. There it was, the hairline fracture.

     

    Or when Shane and Ilya are teammates on the Centaurs, and the imbalance of power and authority begins to bleed into their personal relationship.

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