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    ILYA: For a long time… this was something I kept locked in my chest.

    His hand presses lightly against his sternum as he says it.

    ILYA (CONT'D): I could not talk about Shane. Not to teammates. Not to media. Not even to friends sometimes. I lived in fear - fear of losing hockey. Fear of losing respect. Fear of losing him.

    Shane, noticing his anxiety, reaches for him - pulling Ilya's hand into his own, running a thumb across his knuckles

    INTERVIEWER: And now?

    Ilya’s expression changes. It brightens, not theatrically, but genuinely. It’s like a cloud clears away, and for a moment he looks radiant.

    ILYA: And now… Now, I finally get to live in the open. I am very excited about that.

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    Or, coming to streaming services this fall: A Crave Original documentary series... The Game Changes

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    24 Apr 2026

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    Shane lifts one eyelid again to look at Rozanov. His eyes are red-rimmed. Like he’s been crying. “Why…why aren’t you in Boston?”

    Rozanov’s brow furrows. “Why would I be in Boston?”

    “You, you’re captain. Raiders. Boston.”

    The room is silent except for the beeping of monitors.

    In 2023, Shane takes a bad hit on the ice. When he wakes up, the last thing he remembers is a tuna melt.

    There’s a lot to get used to.

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    18 Apr 2026

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    “You are my friend, Hayden, but he is the man I am going to spend to rest of my life with - he is the man that I love. I will choose him over you, every fucking time.”

    Over anything and everything, Shane would choose Ilya. Even over hockey, if it came to that. There’s no doubt in his mind, no question about it.

    Losing hockey would hurt, and Shane would grieve it, but it wouldn’t kill him. It would be an ache he could live with. Losing Ilya is not something that Shane could ever survive. They’re so tangled together - so intertwined - that to lose Ilya would be to lose himself.

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    15 Apr 2026

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    “You liked that didn’t you?” Shane said with a smug little expression on his face.

    Really too many people called Ilya an asshole when Shane was just as bad, or worse. Shane just hid it better, because Canada’s perfect golden boy could do no wrong.

    Ilya moved to cross his arms over his chest and lean back against the headboard, hating how it put even more space between them, but not being able to let Shane think he was right.

    “I don’t know what you are talking about.”

    “Sure you don't, baby.”

    Ilya was definitely not starting to turn the slightest shade of red.
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    Or: Ilya Rozanov learns he is in fact, Shane Hollander's baby.
    Chapter 2: Everyone else in their lives learns he is too.

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    14 Apr 2026

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    He crowds Shane into the hood of the car, hands up under his shirt and jacket again. October is getting cold; nights are getting colder. The places where Ilya is touching him are the only parts of Shane’s body that are warm right now. Maybe that’s why he wraps his arms around Ilya’s neck and clings to him, though he doesn’t necessarily surprise himself with it. They don’t even kiss for a moment. Ilya busies himself breathing into the crook of Shane’s neck, trying to regain control. Shane opens his eyes and gazes over Ilya’s shoulder at the dark field and realizes that an utterly foreign feeling has risen up in him. It’s Ilya’s broad shoulders and beautiful hair between Shane and the world and he feels—small. Protected.
    “Oh my God,” Shane whispers, completely ashamed of the feeling and hungry for it. It curls warm in his stomach. His toes arch inside his shoes. Something about being so close to this man, something about Ilya putting himself between Shane and—the world. Whatever lurks in the deep night. It’s a feeling like a ghost, something that Shane isn’t allowed to look directly at except for moments like these. Quiet and dark.

    Shane, Ilya, Vermont. Meeting in the middle.

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    13 Apr 2026