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    “I need to sleep,” Ilya murmurs next to him on the bed, his voice distant.

    “Yeah, me too,” Shane rushes to agree. His fingers drum against his glass of vodka and he chugs the rest in one go. “I should, uh…” He moves to stand up off the bed, the soiled towel dropping from his stomach, and his knees buckle.

    Shane stumbles but remains upright, his vision blurry. But the glass in his hands slips from his trembling fingers, and, to his absolute horror, shatters all across the floor of Ilya’s penthouse suite.

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    After the hookup where Shane and Ilya didn’t kiss, Shane nearly passes out in his rival’s hotel room.

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    21 Jan 2026

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    On the wall, directly above Ilya’s bed, is a 3-foot-wide framed poster of Shane being held back by his teammates, eyebrows knitted into a scowl as he hurls taunts at Scott Hunter. Shane blinks, because there’s not a chance in hell this is real.

    He whirls on Ilya, who doesn’t look fazed in the slightest.

    “What the fuck is this?”

    OR - Ilya is a little too happy when he sees Shane get into a fight with Scott Hunter on live TV. He's maybe a bit turned on, too.

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    21 Jan 2026

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    Shane stares down at his phone screen in utter, abject horror.

    He doesn’t know what happened. How his thumb managed to slip and hit send. He was backspacing—he’s absolutely positive he was backpacking—because no way in hell would he have actually sent a message to Rozanov whining about the fact that they didn’t kiss. There’s no reality in which that makes sense and doesn’t make him look like an idiotic, obsessive, overly attached freak.

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    21 Jan 2026

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    So when he typed out on his phone “we didn’t even kiss” with tears rolling down his cheeks, he just wanted to type it. He just wanted to feel it— to feel the pain he had inside of him. That maybe typing it would help let it out, he would type it and the feeling would go away.

    And the stupid fucking elevator still wasn’t here, and he was forced to sit there and wallow in his sadness. He should’ve thought this through, his hands were still shaking and as he went to delete the text. His clumsy thumb accidentally hit the send button.

    “Oh fuck.” That snapped Shane out of everything.

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    What if Shane accidentally sent the "we didnt even kiss" text to Ilya?

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    21 Jan 2026

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    The Ottawa Centaurs go to a bar after a game. There happens to a be a mechanical bull, and everyone puts money on who can last the longest on it. Everyone underestimates just how experienced Shane is at riding.

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    20 Jan 2026