DaisyJackson

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  1. Public Bookmark 45

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    The chime sounded as the elevator arrived. Shane rolled his shoulders back and gave himself one final look in the mirrored surface. His reflection split in two as the doors opened in the center like a hungry mouth about to swallow him whole. Where Shane’s face had stared back at him a split second ago stood Rozanov.

    A black hole opened itself in the center of Shane’s torso, dragging his organs, muscles, bones, nerve endings from the furthest points of his body inwards to collapse upon themselves. His brain was static on a muted television. Instructions failed to materialize; he had no plan for this.

    Rozanov stared at him, unmoving except for an almost imperceptible hitch in his breath. Time slowed. It had a funny way of doing that around Rozanov.

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    09 Jun 2026

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    “Where was this in Sochi, huh? Where was this in Las Vegas? You’ve had me every way you could’ve fucking wanted me, made me turn myself inside out with wanting you, with goddamn embarrassing myself all for a fucking shred of your attention, and all of a sudden now that you have decided you want it, what, I have to play along like a good little boy? Fuck you, how about that?”

    There is a moment of ringing, brutal silence. Shane’s chest is heaving like he can’t quite get air in. Rozanov is staring at him across the few feet of space between them, gaze darting across his face quickly. “Las Vegas?” He finally asks, voice sounding smaller than Shane ever thinks he’s heard it. “What are you talking about, Las Vegas?”

    God. Fuck. That’s infinitely worse, that Shane has carried this hurt for all these years and Rozanov - he doesn’t even fucking remember.

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    Another post-tuna-melt-Shane-stays story.

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    08 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 57

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    "What do I have to do with anything? And obviously I can fight, I play professional hockey, I–”

    “No Shane,” Rose laughed, louder this time. “She’s saying she wants Ilya. That she’ll fight you for him. It’s a…a thing. A saying, it’s…”

    But Shane wasn’t listening. He was too busy digesting that information, fury and an unfamiliar amount of possessiveness flooding his body in such levels he suddenly felt lightheaded, a plan formulating in his brain.

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    27 May 2026

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    Shane (to himself): This is great. I'm going to get a good grade in friends with benefits, something that is both normal to want and possible to achieve,

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    When Shane sticks it out at Ilya's house, and the tuna meltdown doesn't happen, he still walks away confused about what Ilya actually WANTS from him. When an opportunity presents itself in the form of Rose Landry and a very thorough PR relationship contract, Shane decides to take advantage of it to show Ilya that he can be a totally chill and normal friend with benefits, and definitely isn't too attached.

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    25 May 2026

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    Jane jokes in the Ottawa WAGs chat about fucking Shane Hollander. It spirals from there.

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    25 May 2026