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    Oh god. Did Shane even have a will?
    𝘐𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶
    𝘐 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵
    𝘐𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘬𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘵𝘪𝘣 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴
    𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦

    Or: What if it were Shanes plane that went down

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    11 Feb 2026

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    “I like it,” he says weakly. “I like it, I like you holding me like this.”

    “Like what?”

    “Like you own me.”
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    or; They're falling in love. They can't have it, even if they can have each other, just for a little while.

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    11 Feb 2026

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    When Shane's day goes to shit and he can't hold it together in his usual way, he shuts down completely, and Ilya is out of his depth but desperate to help

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    10 Feb 2026

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    Ilya hums, playing the card he's been considering for this entire conversation. “We could make more interesting, yes? A bet.”

    “A bet,” Shane repeats, eyes flashing. “Like what?”

    The reporter cuts in. “What about wearing the other player’s jersey?”

    They both turn to her, and Shane says, “Like, the loser wears the winner’s jersey?”

    “Maybe at the next game in a couple of months?”

    “Is a good idea,” Ilya muses, nudging Shane’s elbow. “You will look better in my jersey than in Montreal jersey.”

    Shane makes a low noise, his eyes holding a bit of a spark when he looks back to Ilya. It’s what Ilya was hoping for—the tiniest crack in the mask. He can see a hint of exasperated affection around the corners of Shane’s eyes, a little bit of fire burning just beneath the surface. It sends a thrill down Ilya’s spine, and he wonders if Shane will be snarky when Ilya gets him naked tonight.

    “That’s not happening,” Shane replies, shaking his head. “Because you’re not winning.”

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    Ilya should have known better.

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    10 Feb 2026

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    As soon as the plane landed, Shane pulled his phone out with everyone else, planning to text Ilya and let him know they'd arrived, but before he could bring up his contacts, his notifications were flooded, phone pinging wildly.

    9 missed calls
    9 new voicemails
    1 text: Ilya <3

    Don't worry about the calls. I just missed you. Everything is fine. See you soon.

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