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    He learned how to play the role they all wanted to see him in - learned how to wear the mask.

    But not with Ilya.

    Shane has never had to tone himself down for Ilya, never had to make himself smaller or quieter or more palatable. He has never had to shrink so that he is easier for Ilya to hold.

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    15 Mar 2026

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    It feels like he’s holding the entire world inside his heart.

    Ilya loves him so much. An impossible, unbelievable amount. It swells inside of him, warm and cozy, like a little pocket of sunlight lodged beneath his ribs.

    This love is the most gentle thing Ilya has ever known, and he can’t believe he gets to keep it.

    (Or, a perfect afternoon at the cottage.)

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    07 Mar 2026

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    “My husband won’t like you touching me like this.”

    “Husband, eh? You’re married?”

    Ilya can feel the sleepy rumble of the man’s voice against his back. He presses further into it, folding his own hand over the one that’s splayed against his stomach, and slotting their fingers together.

    “Yes. He will be very sad when he finds out I am in bed with second best hockey player in NHL.”

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    07 Mar 2026

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    Shane is used to feeling fuzzy with Rozanov. Like he’s floating higher, higher, higher. But this - this isn’t that.

    Shane isn’t floating, he’s falling. Sinking down, down, down below, into darkness. It feels like there are waves crashing over his head, cold and sharp like needles against his skin, and when he does manage to breach the surface for a moment, he’s met with thick fog and a starless sky. It feels sort of like a concussion, but not. There’s no pain, just…haziness. Just a gaping, empty feeling, right in the centre of his chest.

    (Or, Vegas rewritten.)

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    07 Mar 2026

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    “Jar!” Hayes calls out from across the room.

    “What? We didn’t even do anything!” Shane insists, rather indignantly.

    “Oh, please. You can’t look at each other like that and call it nothing. I know that look - I have a wife.”

    “So I can’t look at my husband now?” Ilya whines. “This is workplace bullying!”

     

    (Or, the Centaurs get Ilya and Shane a PDA jar. It doesn’t work.)

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    07 Mar 2026