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    He spent several minutes pacing back and forth in his room before a quick knock came at the door. He quickly swung it open, ready to snap at his former hookup—fuck buddy? Lover? No, fucking ew—then froze.

    Ilya Rozanov was stood in the hallway outside his door, leaning against the wall with one arm wrapped around his middle. His eyes were glassy and red-rimmed, and a smattering of deep reddish purple bruises painted his face. His bottom lip was cut, and dried blood had gathered at the corners of his mouth and on his chin.

    "Hollander," Ilya greeted him, smiling sheepishly, "are you going to invite me in?"

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    At the 2014 Olympics in Sochi, Russia, the world watched as the Russian men's hockey team crashed and burned in their match against Latvia with Ilya Rozanov at the helm.

    What if Grigori Rozanov handled the blow to his Russian pride differently, and an injured, scared Ilya is forced to seek refuge in the only place left on earth where he realizes that he feels safe—Shane Hollander's arms.

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    Ilya's father hurts him after his loss at the Sochi Olympics, and he and Shane are forced to face their feelings and have some difficult conversations years earlier.

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    14 Aug 2026

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    A snowstorm strands the Boston Bears in Montreal with not enough hotel rooms and nowhere to go in their rival’s city.
    On a reckless impulse, Ilya volunteers to stay with Shane Hollander.
    His teammates think it’s a joke.
    Shane plays along.
    No one knows they were in the same bed just hours ago.

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    11 Aug 2026

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    Clear as day his typed out desperation has an eight letter word underneath its bubble that pops a lead balloon into his stomach.

    “we never even kissed.” sits as delivered to one four letter contact that Shane swears should be defined as its own form of curse word in the dictionary.

    Or, Shane sends that “we never even kissed.” text after all

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    31 Jul 2026

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    Shane didn’t think of anything when he said it out loud, he just wanted Rozanov to stop worrying.

    "You have really beautiful curls, Rozanov."

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    A soft Hollanov fanfic no one asked for.

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    We didn't even kiss

    They hadn’t kissed. Shane had been lying there, right next to him, and Ilya hadn’t kissed him. Hadn’t leaned over a foot of space when he’d spent the last year just wanting to be in the same room as Shane Hollander.

    Fuck.
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    OR: Shane sends the text. Ilya chases after him.

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