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    Ilya opened one of his messages.

    Have you seen the news?
    Ilya, call me. Now.
    Please tell me you already fucking know.
    Jesus Christ, man.

    That was it. No context. No explanation. Just panic wrapped in vague bullshit.

    His jaw locked. “Are you fucking serious right now,” he muttered, thumb scrolling harder than necessary. Say it or don’t, you assholes. The half-answers made his skin crawl. It felt like they were all circling something awful, whispering around it, waiting for him to step close enough to get hit.

    His chest felt tight now, pressure building, so he did the one thing that made sense. He opened social media.

    Shane Hollander’s name was everywhere.

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    Shane was hurt in ways everyone could see, and in ways only Ilya would carry.

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    16 Jan 2026

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    This thing that they have—whatever the hell it is—it’s good. It’s easy. It feels like the only thing keeping Ilya afloat sometimes.

    He can’t let it get to a place where it’s more than just a good, convenient fuck and some fun teasing in between. Even if sometimes, in brief moments of tenderness, it already feels like it’s more than that. Or at least like it’s something that can be, if they just let it.

    But they don’t. They can’t.

    Although sometimes, Ilya does find himself giving in to the urge to look at Shane just a little bit longer, to let his touch be just a little bit gentler, more reverent, than what it would be for something as casual as they claim this to be—albeit sparingly.

    Sometimes, just for a moment, he lets himself indulge. He lets some of that affection bleed out of him because he feels like he’ll implode if he doesn’t.

    But he always catches himself before it can linger.

    ***

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    where six months of ghosting is shane’s final straw and he cuts contact with ilya after vegas, tired of the wall that just keeps getting higher each time he tries to chip away at it

    so ilya is forced to reckon with his feelings much sooner

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    16 Jan 2026

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    “I want one day,” Shane interrupted Ilya’s inner meltdown with, really, the only acceptable response. “And then we can…” Shane trailed off. “Then we can, I don’t know. Reset.”

    “Reset,” Ilya repeated, unconvinced.

    “Yeah.”

    It was another few moments of stunned silence before Ilya spoke again.

    “We could go somewhere.”

    *

    or, what if Shane decided to stay, that night… and then decided to miss his flight home the next day.

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    15 Jan 2026

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    In the video playing on the little screen in Shane’s hand, Hunter gets up with some help, his left arm cradling the elbow of his limp right one. That shoulder is probably dislocated, something that Shane distantly recognizes is going to suck tremendously for him to have to let heal practically at the start of the season. Ilya still isn’t moving.

    Ilya is injured during a game. Not only does Shane’s world not end in the aftermath, it gets a little bit brighter.

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    09 Jan 2026

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    “Did I do something wrong?”

    “No. No, Hollander,” Ilya coughed, eyes flitting around the room. “Is just– Is too much.”

    “This is… too much?” Shane repeated slowly, incredulously. “We see each other maybe once a month. Less, even.”

    “No. Is not that– You are just,” Ilya swore under his breath in Russian. His accent was getting thicker, the words clunkier, in the way it always got stronger when he was frustrated or tired. Shane hated himself for recognizing it. “...too much.”

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    In the Heated Rivalry book, Ilya intends to break things off with Shane the night of the All-Star Game, but then Shane gets hurt. What if Shane never gets injured by Marlow, and Ilya really does break things off?

    (Basically, a shit ton of angst and Shane Hollander learning to love himself. There will be a happy ending!)

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    09 Jan 2026