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    “There’s not a soul I could mate that’ll allow me to play hockey. They’ll say it’s dangerous for the babies I’m supposed to have.”

    ”I will be mate.” Even David’s eyes almost bulge out of his head at Ilya’s words. Yuna’s shell-shocked, and Shane thinks he’s playing some kind of sick joke.

    “Are you serious, son?” David asks softly. Ilya looks extremely uncomfortable that David just called him that, but he shakes his head yes.

    “I am serious. I will be mate.”

     

    [or: shane hollander presents as an omega after his first game following the NHL draft. in a desperate bid to keep his mouth shut, he meets with ilya rozanov who surprises him with an offer he’d be remiss to refuse.]

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    So, Shane has a little…feeling about Ilya. Ever since that raunchy moment in the hotel he came hands-free from just playing with his pecs (your gorgeous tits, Ilya’s voice in his head supplies), he’s noticed a growing pattern of behavior.

    Ilya won’t leave his chest the hell alone.

     

    [or: five times shane notices ilya’s overt attention on his chest, and one time he calls him out on it.]

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    When he presses the button on the doorbell, he hears the digitally-produced ding-dong echo from inside. There is a tiny box halfway up the adjacent wall that immediately beeps and emits Shane’s voice.
    “Hey, you can just leave it on the step, thanks.”
    Ilya presses his nose into the digital doorbell, which he knows to also contain a camera, and says, “Shane.”
    A pause.
    “What the fuck.”
    A brief cacophony of noise that Ilya can hear even from outside the house. The multiple successive thumps of something falling, Shane swearing loudly and the sound of what can only be a hockey game being paused on the television.
    He opens the door to reveal that he is nap-rumpled, wearing two pairs of socks and carrying a child in his arms. The only really surprising part is that the socks don’t match, though the child is interesting.

    Ilya takes an impromptu trip to Montreal. There are unforeseen consequences.

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    Rozanov posts on Instagram a lot. Not on his feed, but his stories.

    Every time he lands in a city, he posts a story. Usually it's just back of his seat, or sometimes the view out the window—on the tarmac, never anything exciting, one of just many cities their lives are broken up into—and a location tag. Low effort.

    It’s pretty obvious what it is. Guys laugh about it, call it Rozanov’s Fuck Signal. The easiest way to get the hot girls who follow him to slide into his DMs.

    Easy pussy.

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    "You should grow this longer," Rozanov once said, running his fingers through Shane's practical cut, the same one he had since he was fifteen. Rozanov's blond curls had fallen in his eyes. Behind them, his blue eyes glittered like he was looking at the sun. "You would be so lovely."

    It felt like being lit on fire.

    Or; Shane is Rozanov's girl.

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