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    Ilya doesn’t even realize when Arthur slips from his thoughts. There’s no sharp turn, no clear moment where the article stops being about a little boy who loves reptiles and starts being about the man lying beside him in bed. It just… happens. The way his mind always seems to find Shane eventually, like water finding its lowest point.

    a character study on shane’s undiagnosed autism

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    "Why are you not scared?"

    "I am scared," Ilya admits. "I just am tired. Of hiding me. Of hiding you. Of hiding how much I love you. I want to go to the rink— how do you say it? Authenti."

    "Authentically," Shane supplies, automatically.

    "Yes. Authentically. I want to go to the rink authentically, as me," Ilya confirms.

    Ilya looks at Shane, pauses until Shane meets his eyes. "I want to say: I, Ilya Rozanov love a man, and that man's name is Shane Hollander."

     

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    Or, sometimes it takes a little more time, and some courage, to be with the one you love.

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    10 Mar 2026

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    For years, their rivalry has been the perfect cover for something far more dangerous. Separate teams and conferences allowed them to hide their secret relationship behind hard hits, heated stares, and carefully managed media narratives. Being enemies was safe. Being teammates is not.

    By the time Shane lands in Boston, the media frenzy is already in full swing, eager to see how the former rivals will coexist. Their first meeting in the Raiders’ locker room is charged and restrained — two men pretending they’ve never touched, shaking hands like strangers while the team watches.

    On the ice, though, the problem becomes obvious. They play like they’ve always belonged together — instinctive, seamless, lethal. Teammates start noticing. The chemistry is too natural. Too practiced

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    “Hello, moya lyubov,” he said sweetly. “How is your head?”

    There was a pregnant pause where Shane must’ve stood there in shock, his mouth slightly agape as he lost the ability to use any of his bodily functions. Then Ilya moved to pull him into a hug, the physical contact shocking him back to reality. He pushed Ilya away from the door with his good hand, Ilya going along willingly, and closed the door as quietly as he could in his panic.

    “Ilya, what are you doing here?” Shane asked, his voice barely contained. “How did you even get this address, did you find it online somehow?”

    The softness in Ilya’s face morphed into a wicked grin, which didn’t make Shane feel any better.

    “I got address from your mother, silly,” Ilya replied, without a hint of irony or sarcasm.

    “My mother. You got. This address. From my mother.”

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    A follow-up to "why do you hate him?". Shane doesn't remember much from his time in the hospital, which isn't helped when Ilya decides to surprise him at his parents' home. Shane knows he should be happy but...it's a shock, of course. But the time together allows Shane to learn a lot about Ilya that he'd never had the chance to before.

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    09 Mar 2026

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    So that’s how Hayden found himself in Shane’s hospital room with Rozanov, JJ, and Shane’s parents, Yuna and David. Shane seemed to have managed to fall asleep despite all of the commotion, his eyes shut like he hadn’t a care in the world, like he didn’t have a concussion and broken collarbone and his archrival wasn’t currently in the room with him. Hayden was thankful for whatever painkillers they had him on to allow him to sleep so soundly.

    Rozanov was glancing between the four of them, the doorway, and the single window in the room, his body language guarded. Maybe he was trying to figure out if he could jump out the window and survive a fall from the fourth floor, since they were actively blocking his only other exit out of the room.

    “So, you are going to tell us, yes?” JJ said through gritted teeth. “What you were doing with Hollander.”

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    Yet another fic where Shane high on painkillers terrorizes his loved ones, especially Ilya Rozanov. But even while high, he does pose an important question: is there any reason to hate Ilya, the person, as opposed to Rozanov, the hockey player? Does anyone other than him even know Ilya well enough to really hate him?

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