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    After the Tuna Meltdown and a disastrous game for the Metros, Shane expects the night to end with a flight to Florida. The Boston Raiders should be heading to California. Instead, a sudden security threat grounds both teams and forces them into lockdown together at a secure location.

    As captains, recently rifted Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov are expected to set an example and keep the peace... but the tension between their teams may be the least of their problems.

    Because whatever broke between Shane and Ilya might be far harder to contain than the threat outside.

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    06 Apr 2026

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    Ilya was only a few strides behind Shane on the ice.

    He clocked the angle before the hit even landed; Marlow coming in too hot, too fast, shoulder high. Shane turned and slowed at the wrong moment, skates clipping, balance gone.

    Impact.

    The sound carried oddly through the arena, duller than boards, sharper than ice. Shane went down hard, helmet skidding, body twisting. And then it all happened at once. Skates tangled. Marlow stumbled over him as he fell, too. A skate’s blade flashed too close, too sharp.

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    Shane's injuries during the Boston/Montreal game are much more life-threatening than in canon. Ilya's quick thinking and bone-deep instincts are the only reason he survives.

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    31 Mar 2026

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    “Look, I know I’m boring. And lame and… weird. I just… can you not say it? Every time? Or at least not every ten seconds.”

    And suddenly Ilya saw the way Shane was trying to fold in on himself. Like he wanted to hide the parts of his life he had just let Ilya see. Now it looked like he regretted letting Ilya in. Or he expected him to laugh. Or leave.

    He crossed the room.

    “Shane.”

    Shane shook his head once.

    “I’m sorry. Forget it.”

    “No,” Ilya said gently, crouching in front of him. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that. I was teasing. I didn’t realize.” He paused, then said more firmly, “you’re not boring.”

    Shane scoffed under his breath.

    “I mean it,” Ilya said, ducking his head to try to catch his eye. “You’re the most specific person I’ve ever met. It’s fascinating. I love the way your brain works. And the way this house feels like you.”

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    A fluffy/smutty one shot set some time between Tampa and Boston in 2017 where Shane invites Ilya to spend the weekend with him in Montreal.

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    31 Mar 2026

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    cutes

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    They sat in silence for a few seconds and watched the surf rolling in and out, in and out. Shane eased one knee up, resting his arm across it, watching Ilya out of the corner of his eye with infinite patience.

    “You wanna talk about it?” he asked, voice soft enough that the wind almost stole it.

    He did want to talk. His chest was full of words. Too full. But the idea of opening all that up? Of watching Shane recoil, or worse, watching him care? It was unbearable. The thought of being comforted by Shane, of feeling that warmth and knowing he couldn’t keep it, nearly crushed him.

    Ilya kept his eyes on the water, jaw tight.

    Shane reached out slowly and carefully and let the tip of one finger trace the outside of Ilya’s forearm. Just a whisper of contact. A question, not a demand.

    Ilya looked at him. Shane gave a small tilt of his hand, beckoning him closer.

    “Come here.”

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    A deviation from the All-Star weekend in Tampa:

    Instead of finding Shane on the bench, it’s Ilya alone with his ghosts and falling apart in ways he never lets anyone see.

    Until Shane sits beside him.

    The tide is ceaseless and the night is heavy. Canon diverges; feelings don't.

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    30 Mar 2026

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    Las Vegas, 2014

    Shane doesn’t walk out of the hotel suite, choosing honesty instead.

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    29 Mar 2026

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    we love to see it