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    “What is there to talk about?”

    “What’s there to talk about?!” Hollander scoffed, shaking his head. “You’re playing for my fucking team!”

    “I know.”

    “Why did you have to go and get traded?! You realise we’re going to have to see each other every day from now on, and play together, and-”

    “Yes,” Ilya interrupted. He didn’t want to know how long Hollander’s list was. “I know.”

    Hollander took a deep breath. “Okay, listen,” he said. “Just so we’re clear - we don’t know each other outside of playing against each other, right?”

    “Right.”

    “And we can’t- can’t hook up anymore.”

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    OR: Ilya gets traded to Montreal in October 2014. He's lonely, and angry, and he misses Boston. He doesn't know if it helps that Hollander is there or not.

    title from Buckle by Florence and the Machine

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    It’s that simple gesture, that offhanded comment, the implication that they will not, in fact, be meeting at Shane’s weird murder building tonight, that sends Ilya unraveling as he leaves the office. Because of course this is just sex for Shane. You do not invite your fuckbuddy over to take care of you. The privilege of sleeping next to someone, of grabbing ice for their bruises, of making food when they’re too tired to stand, that all falls into the hands of a lover. A real lover. Not the rival you fuck because who else could you trust to keep quiet.

    OR: Ilya accidentally hits Shane too hard on the ice, and the following chain of events leaves him hollow and uncertain and wishing things could be different.

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    “Rozanov, back up.”

    “Backing up,” Ilya said evenly, “But if he touches my husband again I will explore violence.”

    The reporter cleared her throat. "Thoughts on playing against Montreal again?"

    "They did not deserve Shane’s leadership." Ilya paused. "Certainly did not deserve his jawline."

    Shane exhaled, resigned. "You are sitting next to me for a reason.”

    “Yes,” Ilya agreed solemnly. “Leash.”

    @DownBadInOttawa
    There are FOSSILS less down than Rozanov. He is WHIPPED and PROUD of it.

    @MontrealDefenseSquad
    we are getting destroyed by a guy who just publicly admitted his husband controls him. this is the worst timeline.

    When Ottawa faces Montreal again, Shane keeps it professional. Ilya absolutely does not.

    Featuring: one infamous Hollanov Wikipedia page and a professional athlete with a marriage kink.

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    "Why are you not scared?"

    "I am scared," Ilya admits. "I just am tired. Of hiding me. Of hiding you. Of hiding how much I love you. I want to go to the rink— how do you say it? Authenti."

    "Authentically," Shane supplies, automatically.

    "Yes. Authentically. I want to go to the rink authentically, as me," Ilya confirms.

    Ilya looks at Shane, pauses until Shane meets his eyes. "I want to say: I, Ilya Rozanov love a man, and that man's name is Shane Hollander."

     

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    Or, sometimes it takes a little more time, and some courage, to be with the one you love.

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