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    "You are okay? I was not too hard in you?"

    "You mean too hard on me."

    "No. I do not." The corner of his mouth twitches, like a traitor.

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    Shane wears panties for Ilya.

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    “If a crystal ball could tell you the truth about yourself, your life, the future or anything else, what would you want to know?” Quickly, Ilya adds, “Don’t say that you want to know if you win the Cup.”

    “Why not? What if that’s my answer?”

    “Is so boring, Hollander. Of course you want to know this. But Ilya Rozanov and Boston Raiders exist in this world, so crystal ball says, so sad, but no.”

    “Fuck off. What are these questions even for, anyway? Are you interviewing me for something? Wouldn’t you have to, like, tell me if you were?”

    Ilya is quick to assure Hollander before his paranoia takes him right out of this phone call. “It is not for interview, Hollander. I am just wondering. Answer the question.”

    “And I can’t say that I would want to know whether I win the Cup.”

    “Yes, other than that.”

    “I guess… I guess I would want to know, like, am I happy?”

     


     
    Ilya reads an article about 36 questions that are supposed to make people fall in love. He decides to ask Shane.

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    30 Aug 2026

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    His stomach takes a sharp, screeching left. His heart stalls and then shifts into gear, zero to 180, every tired tract of him seizing and squealing to go, run, leave.

    “Hey, I found him,” Tony says, finishing a conversation Ilya wasn’t in, easy like all conversations without Ilya are. Easy like the world isn’t ending. Like Ilya isn’t standing there, wishing every time he tried to self-destruct or kill himself had worked.

    Greasy black hair. Sallow freckled skin. A turned head and horror-widened eyes taking in the big bad monster who finally arrived onscreen.

    “Shane, Ilya; Ilya, Shane,” Tony says, totally oblivious. “You both like hockey, right? So that’s something in common. I’ve got to take lunch, but I’ll check in on you both before my shift is over.”

    Nobody knows if Ilya Rozanov tried to kill himself before the draft. Nobody sane goes first overall. And nobody knows if Shane Hollander is going to survive another mediocre season with the Boston Raiders.

    Isn’t it funny how a single nick in the ice can change the entire game?

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    30 Aug 2026

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    “I cannot talk about this anymore,” Ilya says. Hiccups. “Unless you have read somewhere there’s a magical sex position that cures hiccups, I—”

    Shane makes an interesting sound. Ilya’s head snaps up. Shane is making intense eye contact with the wall next to them, and he’s pink - pinker than he would usually be from being pressed against a door and kissed. And, crucially, he’s gone rock hard against Ilya’s thigh. Ilya is fucking delighted.

    “Hollander,” he says. Thrilled. “There is a sex position that cures hiccups?”

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    Ilya Rozanov gets fingered.

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    29 Aug 2026

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    "You don't think he..." Shane says slowly. "That he did this on purpose?"

    "I don't know. What has he said to you?" Svetlana asks.

    Nothing, Shane wants to say, but that's not completely true. He and Ilya talk every day. It's normal, or at least feels normal. It feels like having a boyfriend, and Shane really loves having a boyfriend. He loves loving Ilya and being loved by him, but Ilya hasn't said anything to him. Nothing important. Nothing that would indicate that he would drive his Porsche into the country, unbuckle his seatbelt, and crash into a guardrail on purpose.

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    Ilya is found critically injured after a car accident on a quiet back road in Ottawa. Shane doesn't have much to do but wait for news from Svetlana in Ilya's empty house, listless and useless and spinning wild scenarios in his exhaustion. He starts drinking the beers in Ilya's fridge to pass the time, but time has other ideas, namely, ideas on how he can help Ilya without ever stepping foot in the hospital.

    Canon Divergent from The Long Game, post-Halloween.

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