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    And yeah, Shane knew that Ilya hadn’t been okay last time he was in Russia, but Ilya had had the very real excuse of a funeral to blame things on. Ilya had downplayed it as much as he could, and Shane hadn’t been there, he’d heard the fatigue and he’d seen Ilya’s tired smile, but he hadn’t felt the way Ilya’s hands were cold the entire time he was there, hadn’t seen through the screen the way Ilya dropped eight pounds in three weeks, hadn’t kept time when there were twenty hours in Ilya’s day instead of something closer to sixteen. Or, on the flip side, for the week or two after, when there had been approximately ten conscious hours in a day.

    It was one thing to see something. It was another to feel it in your hands.

    Ilya and Shane are so, so happy for their first year married. They’re playing in Ottawa together, they’re fucking winning, they’re together and out.

    So now, after a year, Ilya should be fine. He should be great. He should not be flinching at small noises or nearly punching people off the clock or feeling like he’s drowning whenever he’s not on the ice.

    Or: Ilya Rozanov, meet your PTSD.

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    24 Jun 2026

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    This thing that they have—whatever the hell it is—it’s good. It’s easy. It feels like the only thing keeping Ilya afloat sometimes.

    He can’t let it get to a place where it’s more than just a good, convenient fuck and some fun teasing in between. Even if sometimes, in brief moments of tenderness, it already feels like it’s more than that. Or at least like it’s something that can be, if they just let it.

    But they don’t. They can’t.

    Although sometimes, Ilya does find himself giving in to the urge to look at Shane just a little bit longer, to let his touch be just a little bit gentler, more reverent, than what it would be for something as casual as they claim this to be—albeit sparingly.

    Sometimes, just for a moment, he lets himself indulge. He lets some of that affection bleed out of him because he feels like he’ll implode if he doesn’t.

    But he always catches himself before it can linger.

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    where six months of ghosting is shane’s final straw and he cuts contact with ilya after vegas, tired of the wall that just keeps getting higher each time he tries to chip away at it

    so ilya is forced to reckon with his feelings much sooner

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    24 Jun 2026

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    David never walked in on Shane and Ilya at the Cottage. Yuna and Ilya work together for the Foundation, with Yuna still under the impression that he and Shane are just friends. But she is worried about him - he seems very quiet since he moved to Ottawa, not at all like the Rozanov she saw in the media previously.

    Perhaps she should call Shane to discuss her fears that Ilya is depressed. Ilya needs his friends around him after all. Yuna suspects a toxic relationship with this absent, neglectful partner Jane. She's sure Shane can support his friend.

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    22 Jun 2026

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    Ilya honestly doesn't remember much for the next few weeks. He remembers waking up, occasionally, his body and their bed empty. The sun high and Shane's side of the bed cold. He remembers watching the sheets change color under the moving sun. He remembers not really caring. He remembers apple slices, left on his bedside table with sweet notes he cannot recall. He remembers nibbling on one and feeling the honeyed tang of it spill over his dry mouth. 

    Ilya remembers Shane's arms around his waist and his chest pressed against his back. He remembers Shane whispering “I love you” like it means ‘I miss you.’

    Ilya misses him too.

    (Or, After a depressive episode, Ilya has to change his meds, his new ones give him sexual dysfunction. Everyone (mostly Ilya) has some Feelings about this. Shane comes up with a creative solution to make Ilya feel better.)

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    22 Jun 2026

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    "Shane Hollander is retiring."

    Ilya rolled over to look at his wife, next to him in bed in one of his old Boston t-shirts. She was staring at her phone, scrolling rapidly.

    "What do you mean, Hollander is retiring?"

    Ilya thought back to the last time he'd seen — really seen — Hollander. Hollander had Ilya's cock in his mouth. Ilya could still remember the blend of annoyance and need on Hollander's face, the tears in the corner of his eyes. Ilya had wanted to dominate him, to take him apart, to wreck him and then put him back —

    Svetlana interrupted the memory.

    Or: Ilya and Shane stopped seeing each other before the Sochi Olympics. When Ilya hears Shane is retiring, he decides it's finally time to reconnect. Which means that, after 15 years of mutual unspoken obsession, it is time for both Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov to decide what each man means to the other.

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    22 Jun 2026