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    “Ah, good,” Svetlana says after Rozanov scores his second goal of the night. “Now we don’t have to fight.”

    “About what?” Shane asks.

    “One goal for you, one goal for me. But it will get tricky again if he does a hat trick."

     

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    injured Shane Hollander goes to watch Boston's game and meets Svetlana who is very nice. there is a lipstick mark on Rozanov's visor and it's fine. Shane does not overthink any of this and most definitely does not hope it was his lipmark there instead. he breaks his own heart a little bit before everything turns out alright. he goes home, though perhaps not the one you are thinking about.

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    12 Jan 2026

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    Ilya Rozanov, one of the top-ranking actors in the industry, was a difficult man to work with. He had an infamous reputation for firing anyone who didn’t meet his exceptionally high standards and work ethic.
    Then came in Shane Hollander. A newbie fashion stylist, hired last minute after Ilya fired his last one for “personally offensive fashion taste.”
    Shane was everything Ilya was not. He was a sweet Canadian boy who took every word literally and operated in a perfect routine. While Ilya was a menace to everyone around him, he enjoyed teasing people and worked with spontaneous bursts of energy.
    Shane Hollander was perfect for Ilya. Maybe a little too perfect. Ilya tries to fight the attraction; he really does. But it doesn’t help that Shane is just too good at his job and at making Ilya fall for him.
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    Or where fashion stylist Shane Hollander breaks through Actor Ilya Rozanov's defenses.

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    12 Jan 2026

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    Something went wrong. Ilya knows something did. He’s not sure about Hollander, but he felt it. That night ended shitty. Hollander has never texted him–nor replied to any of his messages since then, either. And Ilya could’ve gone mad. Or crazy. Could’ve gone to him face to face and started cursing him out. Because how could Hollander not reply to him, the Ilya Rozanov? Russia’s beloved team captain. Stanley Cup owner. The guy who fucks him like crazy until the only thing that could be heard in the room was him repeatedly calling for Ilya’s last name like it was prayer.

    He could’ve, but he didn’t.

     

    Shane is avoiding Ilya. Ilya tries his best not to go batshit crazy.

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    11 Jan 2026

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    As soon as the plane landed, Shane pulled his phone out with everyone else, planning to text Ilya and let him know they'd arrived, but before he could bring up his contacts, his notifications were flooded, phone pinging wildly.

    9 missed calls
    9 new voicemails
    1 text: Ilya <3

    Don't worry about the calls. I just missed you. Everything is fine. See you soon.

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    10 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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    10 Jan 2026