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    "Why are you not scared?"

    "I am scared," Ilya admits. "I just am tired. Of hiding me. Of hiding you. Of hiding how much I love you. I want to go to the rink— how do you say it? Authenti."

    "Authentically," Shane supplies, automatically.

    "Yes. Authentically. I want to go to the rink authentically, as me," Ilya confirms.

    Ilya looks at Shane, pauses until Shane meets his eyes. "I want to say: I, Ilya Rozanov love a man, and that man's name is Shane Hollander."

     

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    Or, sometimes it takes a little more time, and some courage, to be with the one you love.

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    27 Feb 2026

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    Shane watches helplessly as Ilya is sent headfirst into the boards, spine twisting, skates lifting off the ice as his body folds under the force. The sound of impact is thunderous and wrong - echoing - louder than the crowd, louder than the goal horn, louder than the pounding of his heart against his chest, as Ilya’s body finally crumples into the ice.

    Ilya had no time to brace, Shane knows he had no time to brace because Shane had no time to brace.

    And he’s not moving.

    “Ilya!”

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    Or what it means to break, and come together again.

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    27 Feb 2026

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    Shane’s eyes snap open. Wait a second.

    “Ilya,” Shane says, propping himself up on his elbows. “Ilya, wake up.”

    Ilya makes a pained noise, eyes still shut. “I shut curtains already.”

    “It’s not that. Ilya, hey. Don’t go back to sleep.” Ilya tries to bury back into Shane’s chest, but adrenaline knifes through Shane’s hangover long enough for him to peel Ilya off and roll him into his back. Ilya blinks blearily up at him, starfished in the sheets. Beautiful and naked and missing his mother’s cross.

     

    OR: When Ilya’s cross goes missing after the Centaurs celebrate their first Stanley Cup win, Shane is determined to get it back. And so are the Centaurs. And the rest of Ottawa.

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    23 Feb 2026

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    In the early hours of Saturday, the Hockey world was ablaze with the news that Ilya Rozanov was dead. Killed in a tragic car accident leaving behind a slew of devastated fans and a grieving husband still reeling in shock.

    The news also came as an incredible shock to Ilya when he awoke that same day, hungover and bleary, but very much alive. 

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    22 Feb 2026

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    The entire time Hayden has known him, and known of him, he has been Ilya Rozanov; violent player and serial womanizer. The media was saying those things about a child, and no one had given a shit, because Ilya had never spoken up for himself. He’d never protested their unfounded claims, and he never tried to prove them wrong, either.

    Which, now that Hayden knows the things he does, makes perfect fucking sense.

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    Hayden finds himself unlearning everything he thought he knew about Ilya Rozanov

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    21 Feb 2026