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    "Yes. Not a big party. It will be chill. Mostly just the team and partners. Bood has fun parties." Ilya wasn't meeting his eyes.

    Shane still didn't know what to say, and he still had no clue why Ilya had brought it up. "Oh."

    Ilya looked up at him then. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his jaw tight. Something was going unsaid.

     

    Is he asking me for permission?

     

    Honestly, Shane wanted to tell him no. Ilya going to that party felt like a waste of their time together, and they got so little of it. Still, if he really wanted to go, Shane wouldn't stop him.

    "Did you want to go or something?" Shane asked. He pulled the pillow out of his lap. His feet had been tucked under his legs, so he moved them to be flat on the ground. "I could stay here, I guess. Or head back to—"

    "I want you to go too. I want you to come with me to the party."

    The Boxing Day fight from chapter 22 of The Long Game, from Shane's perspective. (AKA "I already chose you, Hollander.")

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    01 Feb 2026

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    There had been a tragedy. The Ottawa Centaurs' plane had crashed in northern Georgia, during the course of their flight from Carolina to Tampa. They didn't know much else yet. All NHL activities were suspended for the next seven days.

    Wait, what?

    At seventeen, Shane Hollander met the love of his life. At twenty-nine, gravity took him away.

    Shane wishes he’d died, too.

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    30 Jan 2026

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    It's Ilya and Shane's first Christmas together as an actual couple, and Ilya is a bit nervous to spend it with Shane's family. Of course, when he wakes up sick a few days before the holiday, that won't do. He can't ruin Christmas.

    Or, Ilya learns what it means to be cared for.

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    Instead of Shane, it is Ilya who suffers a concussion during the Boston-Montreal game in April 2017. Dazed and agitated, Ilya briefly starts speaking and responding only in Russian and the medics can’t calm him down. Luckily, Shane started studying Russian after Ilya spoke to him in Russian on the phone from Moscow. For no particular reason. Certainly not because he’s fallen in love with Ilya Rozanov.

    In Montreal with lingering concussion symptoms, Ilya is advised not to fly home for a few days, and the hospital won’t release him without assurances that he has someone to stay with him until his symptoms improve. Luckily, Shane conveniently has a condo in Montreal no one knows about and a few days before he has to travel again.

    But Ilya’s symptoms don’t resolve after a few days. Which is okay; Shane can handle it. He can take care of Ilya, study Russian, lead his team into the playoffs, and keep Ilya’s continued presence in Montreal a secret. He can do everything, no problem. He is Shane Hollander after all.

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    A whump fanfiction that is secretly a fix-it.

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    "I have just the man for you. One of our master stylists," Percy says. He brings Alex through the main salon area to a small back room with just three chairs and tells him to take a seat. There aren't any windows in here, but it's overflowing with plants and vines in all different shades of green, giving the feel of a secret garden.

    Moments later, Alex is faced with a tall, young, blond man who is objectively beautiful, all symmetrical lines and a tight little waist that expands out to a broad chest and shoulders. A man who immediately puts his hands in Alex's hair, brushing strands aside, finger-combing, tugging this way and that. It's really nice, and Alex is feeling some type of way about being touched like this when no one has touched him in months. Years, a small voice in the back of his head pipes up, but he ignores it.

    "What are you looking for today, Senator?" His voice is like silk. Alex blinks at the man in the mirror in front of them. He can see nipples peaked through his tight black t-shirt. Fucking hell.

    Alex is a newly elected senator. Henry is a much younger hair stylist at Senate Hair Care Services. Everything is going to be...fine.

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