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    all fics i write for the heated rivalry universe will be linked into this one. some will be connected. some will definitely not be.

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    22 May 2026

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    All fics in this series are standalone and may be read independently or in any order.

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    18 May 2026

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    “Ilya, what are we gonna do?” Shane says.

    Ilya finishes whatever he has been doing on his phone, and tosses it gently to the bed beside him. He crosses the room to Shane, stands in front of him, squeezes into his shoulders with his big hands, rubbing them like he means to warm them up.

    “Looks like we will have a little vacation,” he says, with a big obnoxious grin.

     


     

    Boston and Montreal are sent to Paris to play against each other in an exhibition series in January 2017. Ilya and Shane decide to stay in Paris for one more night. Just one more night, so they can talk. Maybe finally understand each other.

    They aren't expecting a volcano to erupt in Iceland and close all the airspace in Europe, leaving them stranded there. Together.

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    13 May 2026

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    Ilya: I do not know how I’ll survive until I see you again.

    Shane: So dramatic.

    Ilya: It is only two months, I guess.
    Ilya: Not that long.

    Shane: It’s fucking forever.

    Ilya: Now who’s being dramatic?

    Shane: I’ve spent too much time around you at the cottage ❤️
    Shane: We’ll talk all the time though, right?

    Ilya: Every day.

    Shane: And we’ll have phone sex still?

    Ilya: As if you could survive without it.

    Shane: As if you could.
    Ilya: I love you, Shane Hollander.

    Shane: I love you too, Ilya Rozanov.
    Shane: Call me when you land?

    Ilya: Only an immigration officer could stop me.

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    13 May 2026

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    Rozanov’s smile was all teeth. “Ah, yes. Is gift.”

    Something tripped in Shane’s chest at the idea. Sure, they’d been hooking up for nearly half a decade by this point, but four frantic trysts a year did not a relationship make. Certainly not a relationship which included gifts.

    “Oh. I mean– thank you.” The sincerity felt strange on his tongue, but Yuna and David Hollander raised Shane with goddamn manners, and if somebody gave you a gift you said fucking thank you.

    Even if that someone was Ilya Rozanov. Even if he was looking at you with a Cheshire Cat smile that made you think you’d seriously missed an important piece of context.


    Or: Five times Ilya and Shane got each other gifts that absolutely, categorically, 100% didn't mean anything, and one time they gave up pretending.

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    10 May 2026