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Shane and Ilya were out.
They've officially been out and proud for five years. The same amount of time they've been married.
Life was good. They were playing on the same team,they loved their teammates and the feelings were reciprocated.
Each one of them had their own little,separate lives besides hockey.
Bood liked to cook,as mentioned before in Harris' vlogs.
Haas liked to draw,making a payed hobby out of it ( he drew people's tattoos ).
Dykstra adored being a DJ in his free time,despite his taste in music being questionable.
Troy and Harris loved spending time at the Drover family orchard,picking apples and making all kinds of sophisticated dishes out of them ( we all know they also enjoyed spending time together while doing so... ),
Wyatt liked helping his wife,Lisa,at the hospital she worked at,gifting the unlucky kids his old comic books and watching their smiles go up in seconds
and Shane and Ilya honestly...never did anything interesting throught the day. They enjoyed waking up tangled in bed together,it feeling like a luxury after all these years of hiding.
They ate together,they showered together,they went on runs at early hours as Shane liked them.
Many people would say they're joined to the hip. Also,despite everyone they knew telling them marriage ruins everything,they still had amazing,mind-blowing sex.
They were watching a movie when all of a sudden Ilya's phone dinged. Shane knew it was a text message,learning the different sounds his phone made.
He checked his phone and read to Shane the text out loud. "Man,Bood and Cassie are throwing the party of the century tonight at 9 p.m,you may not want to miss it!"
"Are we going?" Shane asked,studying Ilya's face and trying to read his mind.
"If you feel like it,yeah,sure." Ilya responded.
Ilya used to be all over partying years way back. He used to hook up with 10 women every night,take drugs Shane hasn't even heard of and drink until he passed out and needed Cliff Marly to help him up. Those times were legendary. But not anymore. Now he was married and he more likely felt better spending time with the love of his life instead of wasting time at parties.
He supposed he could go to parties if Shane was there.
"Get dressed." Shane said,the left corner of his mouth curling into a try of a smirk.
An hour and a half later they were both dressed. It took some time to put clothes on,given the fact they both tried taking each other's shirts off more than twice.
Shane checked his watch. It was 8 p.m.
"We ready?" He asked.
A pause. Ilya just smiled at him. "Since when are you so excited to go partying?"
Shane smiled back. "Since I married you." Then he winked.
God this was going to be a long night.
They held hands on their way to the car like they were codependent,only breaking contact when Ilya had to lock the door.
Arriving to the party,they opened the door and lively music immediately found them. It was clearly Dykstra who was choosing the songs because nobody other than him could ever listen to this shitty music.
"Nice music,Evan." Ilya said,then winked at him.
"Eat shit,Rozy." Evan Dykstra said while coming to bump his fist.
Zane Boodram was the next to greet them,well Ilya,but Shane was also there.
"Party starter! What's up,cap?" Bood grinned.
Shane took a step back from Ilya,letting them chat while he took a Ginger Ale from the fridge next to the BBQ. He was stopped by Harris on his way back.
"Shane! What's up?" He had the same big smile on his face that he always had.
Shane liked Harris,he was a ray of sunshine and he enjoyed his presence everytime they met.
"Hey!" Pause. "Well,nothing new,to be honest." Shane responded.
"How's married life treating you?" He then smirked playfully.
"Man,it's good to be out," pause. "but sometimes I feel pressured to act different online and on the ice."
They talked and talked and talked until they were all on the couches in Bood's huge living room.
Bood and Cassie were sitting together (obviously,it was their house,after all.),
Wyatt and Lisa too.
Troy and Harris were helped clean up the mess in the kitchen,then came and sat down too.
Shane and Ilya were being unprofessional,again.
Making out in the bathroom on the third floor.
Boodram's house was huge,he had 3 floors,each one of them having at least 5 rooms,which made them have a total of three bathrooms to choose from.
Shane pushed Ilya back from him. He was up on the counter where Cassie changed Milo's diapers,which seemed like an awful idea,considering Milo was a newborn baby,weighing like 2 pounds,while Shane was a professional athlete who weighed around 200 pounds.
"This such a bad idea,we should stop." Shane eventually said,leaning his head slowly to his side to avoid his husband's gaze.
Ilya put his fingers delicately on Shane's face,gripping his chin and moving it upwards slowly,then looking into his eyes and admiring his beautiful face.
"No! But it's boring party down there,only talking." Ilya whined.
Shane smiled,unable to hide his love for him,as always. "Yeah,but I don't think kissing on the kid's changing station is any better." Then Shane leaned closer to Ilya,pressing a long kiss to his lips.
He got off the table and took Ilya's hand in his own,then proceeded to go sit down with the rest of the team.
"Where were you guys,really?" Harris asked.
"Married life,Harris,you wouldn't know.." Ilya responded.
They all sat down and talked about the greatest hattricks ever,the even greater goals Ilya scored and Shane's ability to make teams win cups.
Shane has had 3 cups with the Metros before moving to the Cents. Now he had 6 in total,with the 3 they won.
"Man,you're the fucking best,Hollzy!" Bood said. "Nobody can do it like you can."
Ilya didn't complain,he knew his husband was,indeed,the best in the game.
Shane was a sucker for compliments,blushing at every small,insignificant one. "Thank you,Bood,appreciate it." Pause. "You're not too bad yourself."
"Okaay,enough boring talk,is this a party or a bingo talk,Zane?" Ilya interrupted.
"So,what do you suggest,exactly?" Bood said.
"I suggest..we play a game of Never Have I Ever,but if you did do it,you have to drink."
Everybody cheered and whooped happily.
Shane elbowed him,then gave him a stare.
"I'm not drinking."
"Why,are you scared of acting crazy,sweetheart?" Ilya teased.
Shane swallowed at the nickname,then thinked. "Game fucking on."
They put all the cards on the table and each one of them took 7 cards.
Shane was the first to start. He pulled one of his cards and read out loud. "Never Have I Ever had sex in a car."
His cheeks reddened,he closed his eyes,waiting for someone to drink. Except no one besides Ilya drank. He took the shot.
Everyone giggled,including Ilya.
"No fucking way,i love this game already!" Hazy said.
As they took turns reading the cards,Shane realised all the questions were adult version,so he quickly became drunk.
Shane was giggling when his next turn came.
He read. "Never Have I Ever watched adult films with a partner.
Then he said. "Well i only had one partner my entire life" he looked at Ilya,then kissed his cheek. "I love you baby."
Ilya melted at that. "Answer the question though."
Shane took the shot,then Ilya too.
And people were surprised to see that Luca had also taken a shot.
Ten minutes later Shane jumped out of his place on the couch,which was waay too far from reach to Ilya and moved Troy and Harris over so he could sit in Ilya's lap.
As Shane was sat,Ilya's right arm came to wrap around his waist.Shane relaxed his whole body,leaning to stick his back to Ilya's chest.
As the turns continued Shane had to drink at every single one of those cards. 3 shots later Ilya stopped him,putting a palm to the mouth of his little shot glass.
"That's enough drinking for today,lyubimyy."
"But i'm having fun,don't you want me to have fun?" Shane whined as he went to press soft kisses to Ilya's right side of the neck.
"I think that's enough fun for today." Ilya said as he took Shane's hand in his own.
Ilya got up from the couch,leaving a pouty Shane behind.
"I think we're leaving guys,I'll call a cab and come pick up my car tomorrow,Bood"
Bood laughed. "Man,do whatever,just take your man home" then he winked.
"Yeah,I'll take him home alright." Ilya laughed,then a pause. "To sleep."
When they arrived back home,Ilya helped a giddy Shane out of his clothes,carefully pulling every piece off.
Shane kept smiling at him like he was his whole world..well,maybe he was.
Shane kissed him. It had a hungry tint to it,but it was the perfect kiss. Both filthy and delicate.
Ilya noticed Shane hinted multiple times that he wanted to take this further but he wasn't going to fuck a drunk Shane without his consent. He knew both of them were tired and needed sleep right now.
"Lay down." Ilya instructed as he helped him sit,then lay. He took Shane's sneakers off,then took his own clothes off.
"I need to shower." Pause. "Promise you'll go to sleep?"
Shane nodded,then murmured a sleepy "yes" and turned to the side,facing the wall.
Ilya loved him so much some days that he couldn't even think straight.
He still,after 5 years,couldn't believe they were married. It was everything he could have dreamt of and more.
He exited the bathroom and put new underwear on,then went to lay in bed next to Shane,who was now into deep sleep.
He snuggled closer to him,putting Shane's head to rest on his chest. He kissed his forehead,then the spot between his brows,the tip of his nose and finally he gave him a rapid,soft peck on the lips.
The next morning Shane woke up at 5 a.m,he got out of bed fast and went to the bathroom to throw up. God,how many drinks did he have?
Ilya followed after him sleepily,because it was way too early for him to be awake. He held Shane's glasses and put a hand on his back while Shane threw up.
"Did you know Haasy filmed you last night?" Ilya said.
"What the fuck?! No?" Shane was visibly angry.
"Yeah,you were super drunk," pause. "And all over me."
Shane got even angrier. "It was your stupid fucking idea to drink until we pass out."
Ilya smiled. "Not quite.." pause. "It was my idea to play the game,I never imagined you would be that slutty to drink at every card."
Ilya helped him up from the dirty bathroom floor.
He stretched in bed and searched for the videos the boys had sent on their team group.
"Shane,come!"
He then showed him how unhinged he was,to the point where they had to leave.
Saying Shane was embarrassed was an understatement,he was pissed at Luca for filming and pissed at his husband for making him drink.
"My god,Ilya,stop showing me those!"
His anger quickly went away as Ilya threw the phone on their nightstand and pinned him to the bed. "So,you love me? That's what you were saying in the videos."
He giggled. "Of course I do!"
Ilya let him go as laughter bubbled inside of him.
They both spent ten minutes laughing,then they kissed and fell off the bed. Real love shit.