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Shane doesn't understand what's got to him. This isn't the first time he's been inside a locker room with Ilya barking orders or giving a talk to the team. However, he can't help but get turned on by his husband's stance, his broad shoulders, his wet hair and sharp eyes.
or the fic where Shane gets aroused when listening to his husband, and they got a final to win.
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yuna hollander f*cks around and finds out by goldengalaxies
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV)
06 Feb 2026
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A little frantic, she grabbed a knife off the chopping block. Yes, she was aware this was a somewhat dramatic reaction to what she was sure was just her son cancelling his plans, but she wasn't going to find out empty handed like a fool from some budget slasher movie.
She yanked open the door to find… Ilya Rozanov?
He was naked.
She screamed.
“Ah!” Rozanov screamed back, grabbing a pillow from the bed and holding it to his crotch. “Blyat!”
Ilya Rozanov was in Shane’s bedroom. In Shane's apartment. Naked. Wearing nothing. Naked.
“Err-“ Rozanov broke the silence.
“Erm-” Yuna repeated, suddenly feeling flustered.
Burglars she could handle. Ilya Rozanov naked? Not so much.
(yuna goes to shane's apartment and gets the shock of her life)
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- Part 10 of ways they didn't find out
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Flowers. There were goddamn flowers—a whole bouquet of lillies—sticking out of Shane’s locker for the whole team to see.
“Hollander, you fucking beauty!” Mitty whooped. Someone slapped him on the back. A chorus of hoots and wolf whistles filled the room as everyone took turns peering over shoulders to get a better look.
Hayden turned to him, wide-eyed and a little bewildered. “You and Lily are that serious, man?”
Shane opened his mouth to reply, but before he could find the words, J.J. cleared his throat exaggeratedly, readying to read something, and oh god, was that a note he’d just pulled out of Shane’s locker?
He was going to kill Ilya, seriously.
Ilya decides to surprise Shane with a bouquet after their game against each other, posing as Lily.
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“Ilya Rozanov and Shane Hollander specifically want you to write an exclusive article about them. I don’t know what they want the article to be about. I had to sign an NDA from their lawyer just to get this assignment.” Joseph looked at her. Really looked at her. “I don’t know what the fuck this is going to be about, but it’s gonna be big. It’s pretty fucking huge that they asked for you specifically.”
Casey swallowed. “So don’t fuck it up?”
Joseph waved. “Please, I don’t think you’re capable of fucking anything up.”
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What if Shane and Ilya got to come out on their own terms, and Ilya had a good working relationship with a queer reporter he trusted?
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- Part 5 of The Cens Beat Reporter
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calls to you like the wild geese by you-cant-spell-subtext-without (ayreisha)
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV)
24 Jan 2026
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Ilya’s feeling a little silly about the thought in and of itself, because everyone owns black t-shirts. This is a perfectly normal, ordinary article of clothing, and there is no reason for Ilya to be so magnetized by it that he is now reaching inside Shane’s suitcase to remove what is a completely innocuous black cotton tee that is clearly something Shane has always owned. The same kind that Ilya also owns, and ‘casually’ tossed at Shane when Shane was lying delectably shirtless in his bed a few months ago that godforsaken day in Boston Ilya can't bring himself to stop thinking about.
Chert, Shane hasn’t just infected Ilya with his boring, his never-ending stream of consciousness mind-babble must be contagious, too.
Ilya picks up the folded shirt and immediately forgets to be concerned about The Hollander Effect on his nervous system, because - yes, that’s definitely the scent of Ilya’s fabric softener lingering on those cotton fibers. He knows that for a fact because he can’t ever find his favorite brand in the US, so he always brings a case from Russia when he returns from a visit.
Okay, so Shane kept Ilya’s shirt.
And neglected to wash it.
That’s hot, right?