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    [“Some are saying Rozanov was targeting you specifically, trying to disrupt you as a key playmaker,” another journalist jumps in, glancing down at his notebook. “He had you up against the boards a lot, and registered five hits compared to his season average of two point five per game. Some are saying the refs missed some calls there. How did you handle that physicality and keep focusing on playmaking?”

    “Well,” Shane manages to say as his entire body flushes, as he thinks about how just two days ago he handled— “Rozanov is a great player, and I think the scoreboard speaks for itself at the end of the day.”]

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    Montreal and Boston play each other back-to-back, and things get physical.

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    "You're supposed to smoke over there." Someone said from behind Ilya.

    Ilya almost dropped his cigarette. His English was shitty, but he had studied that sentence enough times over the years to understand it immediately. He didn't even think about his words much anymore, but it was impossible to avoid them.

    He turned instinctively, and was face to face with Shane fucking Hollander.

    Out of almost seven billion people, of course Ilya's soulmate had to be his fated rival. It was almost poetic. Still, Ilya had enough sense to realize just how bad this was.

    or, Shane says Ilya's soulmate words. Ilya vows to never speak a word to him to keep him from finding out. They fall in love anyway.

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    “I see,” Rozanov says finally, straightening just a little.

    “You came to give me ethics lesson.”

    Shane scoffs, “ I came here to, uh—“ he falters, hands gesturing uselessly.

    “To set things straight.” Yeah, that works.

    “To set things straight,” Rozanov repeats, slow and measured. His mouth curves into a wicked grin. “Yes I can help”

    Shane loses count of how many times he’s frowned that day.

    “What do you mean ‘you can help’?”

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    Shane confronts the guy his girlfriend cheated on him with. It takes an unexpected turn.

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    Still, he can’t help it. He’s fucking horny.

    “Okay, here’s what we’re gonna do.” Shane stands, hands on his hips. He fixes Ilya with his game plan look he gets right before he gives the team a speech in the locker room. “You’re gonna finish your game, I’m gonna finish cleaning, then you’ll—“

    “Fuck your brains out?” Ilya interrupts.

    Then you’re gonna make us some lunch, and we’re gonna eat it on the back patio.”

    Shane cockwarms Ilya. Ilya tries to be a good boy.

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    Ilya bought alphabet fridge magnets. He likes leaving dirty notes for Shane, of course

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    Flufftober day twenty four: letters

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