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    Steve usually marks other chefs as off limits. Too much baggage, too much drama, but this guy? They’re not even in the same culinary orbit. Would it really be so bad to hook up with a shelter kitchen line cook who looks like trouble incarnate?

    He could probably swing that. Right?

    The guy purses his infuriatingly perfect lips and blows a lazy stream of cigarette smoke directly into Steve’s face.

    “You’re late.”

    Well. That’s fucking rude.

    (the chef au)

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    16 Jan 2026

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    “Steve, I’ve solved your problem.”

    “Huh?”

    “I’ve found your dreamboat. Your perfect match, your other half- fits your type to a t. Literally right now, you could walk over and proposition this person to bear your six offspring and sail off into the sunset together in a shitty RV.”

    Steve blinks at her bemusedly, and then she points out beyond the pool- where Eddie Munson sits in the grass, smiling lazily as El and little Holly Wheeler adorn him in daisy chains, giggling as he bows to each of them, adjusting his flowery crown.

    Steve groans, face in his palms. 

    “Yeah,” he laughs dryly, “if only Eddie was a chick, huh?”

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    five times steve laments over the fact that eddie would be the perfect partner if he was a girl, and one time where he realises that’s no longer an issue for him

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    06 Jan 2026

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    Ilya’s hand wraps around his bare wrist and squeezes. Shane barely stops himself from collapsing to his knees.

    The pressure lights up every receptor of his touch-starved nervous system, wrenching a small, pained noise from the back of his throat. Every muted sensation comes flooding back so intensely that it almost hurts. He needs Ilya to hold him down until there’s nothing inside him but quiet. He wants to sink into him and disappear.

    It takes Shane an entire beat to remember where they are. Fighting against the fog in his mind, he manages to drag his gaze up to meet Ilya’s.

    There’s a slow-dawning horror and understanding on Ilya’s face.

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    Or: Shane is in subdrop after their encounter in Vegas. Ilya fixes it.

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    17 Dec 2025

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    “Ilya Rozanov,” Shane repeats slowly, letting himself taste the words. He grins. “Wow. You’re, like, a really good player. How come you’re in Canada for summer camp? Is that weird to ask? Sorry if that’s weird. I just meant-”

    Shane is cut off by a hand on his mouth. He flushes.

    “Too fast,” Ilya says. “My English… not good.”

    “Sorry,” Shane mumbles into Ilya’s hand. Ilya grins and shakes his head, curls dancing, as he pulls his hand away.

    “Is okay. Slow words. Okay?”

    This year marks thirteen year Shane Hollander's third summer at Coach Marakov's elite hockey training camp. In attendance for the first time: Ilya Rozanov, visiting from Russia. Shane isn't the most sociable, and Ilya's English isn't the greatest, yet the unlikely duo soon become the best of friends.

    It's just one summer, but it makes a world of difference.

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    15 Dec 2025

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    Steve feels like a child on the playground trying to make friends and it’s somehow excruciatingly difficult, but he’s too stubborn to give up. Despite his own embarrassment and the voice in his head whispering he wants nothing to do with you, leave already, Steve keeps pressing. Because he’s stubborn. And prideful. And so lonely that he’d rather talk to someone out here under Hawkins' night sky than stand along the wall inside for another minute.

    “What’s your name?” Steve tries, voice light and hopeful.

    “Like you care,” the mysterious Myers replies. Unlike Steve’s kind tone, this masked stranger speaks low and monotone, showing clear disinterest.

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