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    “So,” Ilya says, dragging the word out. He’s swiping at non-existent crumbs on the counter, avoiding his eyes. “You have dinner at parents on Christmas, yes?” 

    “Yeah.” 

    Ilya nods. “I can house-sit while you are away. Make place pretty, if you have decorations. Make it less boring.” 

    Shane’s eyebrows fly up. “What? You don’t want to come with?” 

    Finally, Ilya looks up at him. Hesitantly, he asks, “You want me to come with?” 

    Frowning, Shane says, “I– yeah. Yeah, of course. You think I invited you here just so you could spend Christmas alone?” 

    Looking away, Ilya shrugs. “I am intruder here, Hollander. You have family. I do not. Makes situation… difficult, maybe. You forget the world thinks we are rivals.” 

    “Not difficult,” Shane says immediately. “You want to come, you’re coming.” 

    Or: Ilya's in Montreal alone during the week leading up to the Winter Classic. Shane doesn't let him spend Christmas alone.

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    01 Jan 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    christmas hollanov???? my heart!!!

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    well you loved me last night, but what about today?

     

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    months after breaking up a drunk ilya calls shane to pick him up

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    31 Dec 2025

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Angsty breakup fic ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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    Tomorrow, he'll call Shane and apologise. He'll fix what he broke. He doesn't want Shane to be angry at him anymore. 

    He doesn’t remember swerving to avoid a merging truck. 

    He also doesn’t remember hitting the tree.

    Or: Ilya gets into a car accident. Shane is there to pick up the pieces.

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    31 Dec 2025

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Ilya thinking no one would miss him. Shane getting on a fucking plane the minute he can't get ahold of Ilya.

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    And then Shane hammered it home, “This isn’t real.”

    He was going to leave. He came here so that he could leave. So that he could end whatever the fuck this was between them in person so he could feel good about it. Because Shane wasn’t an asshole – no, that was Ilya’s job.

    Fuck that.

    If Shane was going to leave anyway, then Ilya might as well put it all on the table, “It is to me.”
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    OR: Shane tries to run away after they say each other's names for the first time. Ilya chases after him and makes them talk it out.

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    30 Dec 2025

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Yusssssss. Communicationnnnnnnn

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    After not speaking for over four months, Ilya is perturbed by headlines that Shane has suddenly married an American pop star.

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    Shane Hollander opened the door to find a 6’3 seething Russian in the hallway. “What…” he angled his head to peer around Ilya’s rigid, imposing figure. “What are you doing here?”

    Ilya shoved a magazine at him. “Annul it.”

    “No seriously. Where’d you even come from?”

    “Hollander.” Icy warning wrapped around each syllable.

    “Aren’t you presenting at the ESPYs tonight?”

    “Am home sick,” Ilya barked, pushing his way into Shane’s apartment. “Is true?” he gestured toward the magazine Shane had yet to acknowledge. “End it. Now.”

    “End what…” Shane looked down, frowning when he realized it was the fucking 'National Enquirer'. What the actual fuck? “Oh…” he breathed, the top box on the front page catching his eye. A picture of him and Mia Voegele taken in a dark club with the tag, ‘Secret Marriage?'

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    30 Dec 2025

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Jealous crazy girl Ilya 😍