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    “We’re lovers.” Rozanov offered.

    “What the fuck?” Hayden said.

    Shane groaned. “Stop saying that, oh my God!”

    “What? Is not true?”

    “You two. You’re like- together?” Drapeau asked, his eyes flickering between the two of them.

    “Christ, I’m gonna be sick.” Hayden said faintly.

    Shane’s head reared back and Rozanov immediately stood. “Then fucking leave, Pike.”

    Hayden realised what he’d said and held his hands up, a look of panic on his face. “No. No, I didn’t mean- Shane I’m fine with you being gay, I swear-“

    Rozanov rolled his eyes. “Someone give this man a medal-“

    “For fuck's sake, Ilya-“

    (post-ilya moving to ottawa, hayden, jj & drapeau go to the cottage and find someone unexpected)

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    Surprisingly, Rozanov seemed to understand completely. “Long distance is hard, yes?”

    Wyatt saw Bood’s eyebrows raise. “You talking about your girl, Rozy?”

    Rozanov shrugged. “We know what it is like. I have had years of practice. Was complicated. Long distance is shit. It is better now I am here, in Ottawa.”

    “What?”

    “Yes, uh- she is from Ottawa.”

    Bood’s mouth dropped open. “That’s why you moved teams? For her?”

    (snapshots from the centuars pov of ilya rozanov moving too ottawa)

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    Shane wears Ilya's jersey.

    Ilya's brain short-circuits.

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    The video returns to the set, with the camera on Harris, Shane, and Ilya again. Harris flips to the next question card.

     

     

    Harris: Who expressed interest in the other first?

     

     

    Shane and Ilya each raise the other's shoe.

     

     

    Harris: Ooooo! You disagree!

    Ilya: Shane. We both know that it was you.

    Shane: You were showing off! On purpose! You wanted me to react.

    Ilya: If that helps you sleep at night.

    Harris: Care to tell the story?

     

     

    Shane and Ilya speak over each other.

     

     

    Shane: No way in hell.

    Ilya: After the cameras stop.

    Shane and Ilya, freshly married and days away from their first game together, agree to make a silly video as a couple for the Centaurs' social media.

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    He nuzzles against the exposed skin of his neck, inhaling the scent that clings to his suit jacket collar. It’s perfect.

    “...Hollander,” He hears Rozanov say, urgent like it’s not the first time he’s said it. “Shane,” he follows it up with, and that snaps him out of it. He’s never called him that. Shane, reluctantly, lifts his face a little, eyes glazed over as he meets Rozanov’s eyes.

    “What?”

    “You stink,” Rozanov says, concern dripping. “No, you—fuck. You reek. What is—” Ilya’s fingers lift up, tugging at the scent patch, revealing more of the spot beneath it. Even Shane can smell himself at that point. He does reek. Reeks of heat, of Omega, of honey and sweetness, of something that would melt on your tongue.

    Shane reefs himself back. The Omega inside him aches, mourns, whimpers at the loss of contact. It’s needed, though. He scrambles back, hand slapping at his neck to force the peeled patch back down over his scent gland. He backs up till his spine knocks against the bathroom stall.

    “You are in heat at award show? Why would you hide this? Why would you not call out sick? Are you—are you insane? You care this much about trophy?”

    OR Shane goes into heat in Vegas

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