ShadowOfAGhost



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    It’s like they’re in a fucked up game of relationship chicken now, increasingly doing things together that Shane can’t describe as anything other than domestic and romantic and boyfriend-like. They text constantly, detailing their days and sharing everything from complaints about teammates to jokes about other players in the league to the kind of quiet worries about family that don’t need to be responded to, just heard by another person.

    Or maybe it’s like Schroedinger’s cat. As long as Shane doesn’t ask, doesn’t speak out loud, he can have this. It can exist, and it cannot exist at the same time as long as Shane doesn’t press too hard. Doesn’t want too much.

    It feels increasingly like agony now that he’s realized that he loves Ilya.

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    Tunameltdown AU where Ilya makes him tuna melts and says his name and Shane doesn’t freak out and run away. Well, he does freak out, but he also stays. Or the one where Shane doesn’t realize that Ilya’s his boyfriend for a solid three months.

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    “Hey, Hollander, it’s your turn to tell the story,” Wyatt Hayes interrupts from the row behind them. 

    “The what?” Shane questions, looking to Ilya, who only manages to give him a sort of sympathetic look. “Is this some kind of hazing thing you didn’t tell me about?”

    Troy Barrett’s head pops up from the row in front of him. “It’s something we do every flight. Harris told the story about his sister and a skunk on that first flight after the incident in Tampa, and it kinda became a thing. Helps to calm everyone’s nerves.”

    “Oh,” Shane says, feeling nervous and kind of annoyed already. “Just like…any story?”

    “Usually it’s something funny. Pretty simple stuff,” Nick Chouinard tells him. “But you’ve got to stand in the aisle and project so we can all hear you.” 

    “Oh, but I don’t have that loud of a voice,” he tries to say, but it doesn’t seem like anyone is listening, an excited rumble moving through the team. 

    Fucking great.

    “So, the first time Ilya met my parents was so bad.”

    “How bad was it?” Hayes deadpans, and everyone laughs again.

    Shane swallows. "I'm so glad you asked."

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    “I am serious, though, you are safe, yes? Drunk at hotel, sitting on balcony, crying over Montreal’s terrible loss?”

    It makes sense that Ilya’s mind would go there first. Shane said he was outside. Based on past behavior, the hotel balcony is probably the only place Ilya would expect him to be. He feels a little giddy that he gets to shock him for once.

    “I’m at a club, actually.” He has to bite back a self-satisfied smile as he speaks, “With the team. Safe.”

    It's quiet for a few moments before Ilya deadpans,

    “Very funny joke.”

    (or: three days after the breakup with rose, shane gets drunk in boston. it spirals out from there.)

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    Rozanov is looking at him intensely, mouth pursed in a smirk, eyes alight. “You eat dinner?”

    “What?”

    “Dinner,” Rozanov says, “Is meal you eat in evening. You have it?”

    “You’re asking me if I eat dinner?”

    Rozanov tilts his head. “My English is not so bad, I think.”

    “No, it isn’t,” Shane says, although he’s still confused by Rozanov’s question. After a beat, where all he can focus on is Rozanov’s thick eyebrows, Shane confirms: “Yes, of course I eat dinner.”

    “Good. Me too.” Rozanov is still smirking. Shane’s starting to think it might be his default expression. “We have that in common: playing hockey and eating dinner.”

    Or: five times Ilya Rozanov tried to ask out Shane Hollander, and the one time he succeeded.

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