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    Shane rolls his eyes while he types. You have the wrong number.

    Unknown: ok lol. wyd later

    Shane: Dude, knock it off. I’m not whoever you think I am.

    Unknown: then howd you know im a dude? if i am “stranger”...

    Shane braces one of his elbows on the doorframe. Trust me, I can tell. Hoping it’ll scare them off, he adds, I’m also a guy. Just FYI.

    But all they come back with is:

    Unknown: oh yea? r u hot?

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    “When you’re with her,” Ilya continues, voice rough and breathless, “and she does fuck all for you no matter how hard you close your eyes, do you try to angle your hand so she brushes up on the scar? Do you do everything you can to remember it exists? Am I there with you, Hollander? Always?”

    Shane wants to touch him—so he does the only thing he’s allowed to do.

    He throws the first punch.

    Or: After Shane and Ilya's first on-ice fight sends the media into a frenzy, the league forces them to date to control the narrative.

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    @mensicehockey2k
    Hopefully Hollander and Rozanov make statements about this soon. Lots of young kids look up to these guys. Super disappointing if it’s true.
    11:58 AM ᐧ 18 Jan 2017 ᐧ 399K Views

    @starweavergia
    this is like the opposite of being told your parents are getting divorced #hollanovwedding
    11:12 AM ᐧ 18 Jan 2017 ᐧ 86K Views

    @rizzanov_official
    GOOD MORNING GIRLIES HOW ARE WE ALL FEELING TODAY #hollanovwedding #hollanovnation #hollanovontop
    11:09 AM ᐧ 18 Jan 2017 ᐧ 570K Views

    Shane and Ilya get drunk that night in Tampa and wake up married in Vegas.

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    Shane shifts on their bed as he types out, You have a game on Tuesday. You need to sleep.

    Ilya: so help me

    Shane groans. He can picture Ilya’s knowing little smirk, his chiseled face awash in his phone’s glow. As far as Shane knows, the buses don’t have beds, so Ilya’s sitting in a seat. Surrounded by their teammates.

    You might get caught, Shane argues feebly.

    like i give a fuck? comes the inevitable reply. i havent kissed you in a week. i am dying hollander ok. dying. can you live with that? knowing i died because you did not want to sext your husband?

    Beside himself, Shane smiles while he types. Yes.

    Or: Shane is sick and Ilya misses him. It goes about how you'd expect.

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    “Say it again?” Shane pleads softly. “Before I leave?”

    Ilya nods, pressing his lips to Shane’s chest. When he speaks, it’s like he’s trying to push it between Shane’s ribs—directly to his heart.

    “Baby.” This, first, in English. Then in Russian: “One day you’ll realize that you’re wasted on me.

    Shane utters a quiet sob, like he understands every word. Hours later, when Ilya’s trying to sleep, he’ll swear he can feel the same sound trapped in his throat.

    Or: Ilya loves pet names. One day, Shane returns the favor.

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    Ilya has been very good today. Shane decides to give him a reward.

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    I love watching you on the ice, sore from you, knowing no one else can tell but us.

    Before Ilya could remember how to speak—in any language at all—Shane was subbed in. At that point, it was already bad. Shane was the Duke of Directness, the Verbatim Vicomte; he’d come out to Ilya the minute he figured it out himself, begged to be fucked like he was following up on an email, and thought discussing the intricacies of his Evoque’s off-road capabilities made for riveting bedtime conversation. He did not do dirty talk anymore than he did losing hockey games. And yet.

    Right as his skates hit the ice, he glanced over his shoulder at Ilya.

    And winked.

    Aka: Shane finally learns Russian. Chaos ensues.

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