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    The week before the 2017 All-Stars Game, Ilya Rozanov is placed on IR. Ten days later, he disappears from the league entirely. Boston says nothing, and for once, a notoriously fickle league closes ranks.

    Every attempt Shane makes to find him hits a wall. In one last desperate, life-altering bid to reach him, Shane comes out to the world, only to be met with Ilya’s silence.

    By the time the 2020/21 season begins, Shane has nothing left but hockey and regret. He builds a dynasty, guts his life, and pins the last scraps of his hope on the Metros’ newest transfer, the dangerously hot-headed Cliff Marlow.

    Stepping back into the public eye after the worst three years of his life, all Ilya wants is to find some kind of purpose. Shane is done with him, he made that much clear. Ilya isn't about to try to convince himself otherwise. He just wants to prove he still has some use left in him.

    Fortunately for both of them, they're still fucking stupid for each other.

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    16 Mar 2026

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    Shane wipes his eyes, still catching his breath. "What, you don't have any Russian towns with rude names?"

    Ilya's dark brows knit together, his eyes drifting toward the ceiling as he mentally catalogs his homeland's geography. His fingers drum against the countertop, leaving small prints in the dusting of protein powder Shane spills. "There is Dobrye Pchely? Means kind bees."

    Shane's laughter fades into a soft, genuine smile. "Okay, but that is fucking adorable." He leans his hip against the counter and takes in the morning light catching the stubble on Ilya's jaw. "How is Russia cuter than Canada?" he marvels, voice warm with affection.

    Ilya's shoulders square defensively, chin jutting forward. "Russia is not cute. We have sensible names, not pant names!" 

    "There's also a town called Dildo," Shane tells him, eyebrows raised in challenge.

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    15 Mar 2026

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    Summer at the cottage is the first time Shane and Ilya have been able to spend any significant time together. Naturally, it comes with some revelations.

    Or, Five Things Russians Do Not Do, A Detailed Observational Study By Shane Hollander.

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    15 Mar 2026

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    Shane and Ilya talk summer, traditions, love and religion. Fluff ensues.

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    “In my worst times,” Ilya went on, voice quieter now, “After games I would go sit in church sometimes. Late, when no one was there. Just me and saints looking at me with these big eyes.” He huffed a breath at himself. “I did not know what to say, so I just… sat. Sometimes I would say, ‘Okay, if someone is up there, if there is anything, I need help. I need something that is not pain all the time.’” He looked at Shane then, eyes very green in the low light. “And then, some time later, there was you.”

    Shane’s throat went tight. “You think… God sent you a horny Canadian hockey rival?”

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    15 Mar 2026

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    What if the hit Shane takes on the ice ends in something far more serious than just broken collarbone and Shane high as a kite? What if his heart stopped and in the heat of the moment, Ilya outed them as "boyfriends" in front of the whole arena? And what if Shane falls into a coma?

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    Ilya wants to scream. To claw his way down the hallway. To grab the nearest doctor by the collar and shake answers out of them. To punch a wall until his knuckles break. To rip out his own heart and shove it into Shane’s chest:

    Here. Use mine. Mine seems determined to keep beating through this, might as well make itself useful.

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    15 Mar 2026