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    “You and Scott,” Ilya says. “What was the fight about?”

    “Nothing serious. Just… shit-talking.”

    But Ilya has insulted Hollander on that ice in every way known to man. He has never gotten that under Hollander’s skin, not in the way he wanted to.

    He wanted to be the person Hollander got angry at. They were supposed to be the rivals. The two of them. Now tabloids were asking him about his rivalry with fucking Scott Hunter of all people.

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    Ilya gets jealous that Shane lost his temper at someone who wasn't him, so he edges Shane about it until he tells him what happened.

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    12 Jan 2026

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    Ilya you are one silly silly man and I love you so so much.

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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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    12 Jan 2026

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    Against every instinct that had guided Shane his entire life—the instinct to be careful, to be reasonable, to not rock the boat—he leaned into the moment.

    “Well,” he said lightly, the words tasting strange and powerful on his tongue, “it’s nice to have a regular man like that.”

    The phrase echoed something Rozanov had once said about women, casual and dismissive back then.

    Now, it landed like a match.

    Shane watched the exact second it ignited.

    Or, Shane tells a small, stupid lie because he’s tired of being boring—and accidentally finds out just how much Ilya Rozanov cares.

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    08 Jan 2026

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    After not speaking for over four months, Ilya is perturbed by headlines that Shane has suddenly married an American pop star.

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    Shane Hollander opened the door to find a 6’3 seething Russian in the hallway. “What…” he angled his head to peer around Ilya’s rigid, imposing figure. “What are you doing here?”

    Ilya shoved a magazine at him. “Annul it.”

    “No seriously. Where’d you even come from?”

    “Hollander.” Icy warning wrapped around each syllable.

    “Aren’t you presenting at the ESPYs tonight?”

    “Am home sick,” Ilya barked, pushing his way into Shane’s apartment. “Is true?” he gestured toward the magazine Shane had yet to acknowledge. “End it. Now.”

    “End what…” Shane looked down, frowning when he realized it was the fucking 'National Enquirer'. What the actual fuck? “Oh…” he breathed, the top box on the front page catching his eye. A picture of him and Mia Voegele taken in a dark club with the tag, ‘Secret Marriage?'

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    08 Jan 2026

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    “I thought you forgot. That…that you didn’t care.”

    “Forget you? Not care? I breathe you, Shane. You are air.”

    I WANT TO FUCKING DIEEEEEE

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    Rozanov cocked his head. “You speak Russian? Or just the curse words?”

    “Yes, I speak Russian,” he snapped, defensive and angry. He knew that it had been a mistake to even try to be friendly with Rozanov. “Why? Do I not look Russian to you?” He scoffed.

    “No, not really,” Rozanov said. Some of his teammates laughed, although they mostly looked surprised that Shane was speaking to them at all. Rozanov didn’t laugh, though. “Are you Russian?”

    “Go fuck yourself.”

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    Despite an inauspicious start, when Russia’s Ilya Rozanov learns that Canada’s Shane Hollander is fluent in Russian at their first World Junior Championships tournament, it changes everything and sets them on a different course. Instead of being branded as rivals from the very beginning, Ilya and Shane start off as friends.

    And, after all, a little friendly rivalry never hurt anyone, did it?

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    08 Jan 2026

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    I am dead, gone and deceased. THIS IS AMAZING