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    It goes well until he’s standing in Ilya’s— their— living room, holding a framed photo of the 2014-15 Montréal Voyageurs and their first Stanley Cup, rooted to the spot.

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    or, the one where moving to ottawa brings up some complicated feelings.

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    14 Jun 2026

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    “Do you want to fuck Svetlana?

    Shane dropped his phone. “What? No. Are you fucking crazy?”

    “I am not crazy,” Ilya said. “But I would like to be fucking. Maybe both of you. At once.”

    “Too bad you only have one dick then,” Shane said, incredulous.

    “My innocent sweet boy, Hollander. Never had a threesome before?”

    “I could barely handle one girl at a time,” Shane confessed. “Much less two. Because, Rozanov, I am gay.”

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    Ilya and Svetlana propose a threesome for old time's sake. Shane learns that sometimes, experimentation can be very, very rewarding. An exploration of identity and desire and, ultimately, being true to yourself.

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    13 Apr 2026

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    “Come on,” Comeau says. “Are we all just supposed to pretend it's normal that you’re still playing house with Ilya Rozanov?”

    “Gil—” J.J. says, but Shane doesn’t want him to finish that sentence, to pull Comeau gently off the ledge he’s steering himself toward. Shane wants to push him, kicking and screaming, to make them say it to his fucking face. That after all this time, they still hate him for the heinous crime of falling in love.

    “We’ve been married for two years,” Shane says. “I’m not sure that qualifies as playing house. I mean, it’s longer than you were with your first wife, isn’t it?”

    Or: Shane reunites with his former teammates at J.J.'s bachelor party. He's finally ready to say (and maybe punch) his piece.

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    29 Mar 2026

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    “I do not want to make you uncomfortable. With how I talk about us. To others. Like . . . reporters. Or how I treat you in front of others, like the guys on the team.”

    Something like understanding settled on Shane’s face now, and it immediately made Ilya’s heart stop racing. “You think I don’t like PDA.”

    “First time I held your hand in public I thought you were going to have a panic attack,” Ilya admitted.

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    Or: Shane's first season on the Ottawa Centaurs, as told through five times Ilya initiated PDA (and one time Shane did).

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    01 Mar 2026

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    “Shane?” Ilya asks again. “What happened?” His gloveless hand twitches and he lifts it a fraction of an inch towards Shane.

    Shane tosses his own gloves to the ice and reaches forward, lacing their fingers together. “You took a bad hit,” he says, gritting his teeth against the fear clawing at his guts. “Flipped headfirst into the ice. Are you okay?”

    Ilya groans in answer and squeezes his hand, though Shane can't tell if he meant to do that or not.

    Suddenly, there are people all around them. Shane shifts protectively close before he realizes it’s the medical team.

    “Hollander, get back to your bench,” someone says, but there’s no way Shane’s going. Even if he wanted to, Ilya’s gripping his hand like a lifeline, eyes finally locked on Shane’s face. Shane isn’t leaving him.

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    15 Feb 2026