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    Loud beeps from his phone startled Ilya, and he slowed down, reaching for the device he’d put on the bar between his legs. Jane. He smiled to himself when he saw the notifications, and, checking Marlowe was absorbed in his own fitness, opened it quickly, smiling in anticipation of Shane's words.

    The smile was wiped off his face almost instantly.

    The blood drained from his face, and Ilya felt like the bottom had just fallen out of his world.

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    Maybe he was naive, but Ilya always thought he had time. Time with Shane. Time to tell him what he truly meant to him.

    That, somehow, one way or another, Shane would always be there.

    But a text message late one night threatens to destroy the future that Ilya has spent the time carefully constructing in his mind.

    Maybe Shane wasn't always going to be there. That Shane would be cruelly snatched away from him before he had a chance to be honest.

    That he would be left behind. Alone.

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    16 May 2026

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    [Ilya Rozanov and Shane Hollander sit on stools in the Centaurs’ locker room. They are wearing each other’s jerseys, and Ilya has a large pink heart painted on his left cheek. Shane has a smattering of silver sparkly heart freckles across his nose.]

    Harris: (off camera) Okay, boys. As the Centaurs’ resident power couple, we’re going to ask you twenty couples questions in honor of our Valentine’s Day game coming up!

    Ilya: Oh, good. Shane loves questions. He has a million for every possible situation. Are you sure you don’t want him to lead the interview? 

    Shane: Fuck you, Rozanov.

    Harris: Glad we got that out of the way early.

     

     

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    ilya rozanov and all the numbers he texts shane hollander over the years, including but not limited to: hotel room numbers, hockey stats, and secret sappy messages.

    OR: shane knows when that hotline blings, that can only mean one thing.

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    "Do you think there's something wrong with me?" Shane broke the silence, lifting his gaze slightly. Ilya frowned and shook his head no immediately. "Ilya... there has to be. These meltdowns or whatever they are aren't normal. I know that."

    "Not being 'normal' doesn't mean you have a problem, Shane," Ilya countered softly, resting his chin against his husband's temple, settling him even closer against his body.

    "I'm sorry..." Shane's voice came out small. His unfocused gaze wandered around the room while his fingers mechanically scratched under Anya's chin. She was now blinking slowly, surrendering to sleep.

    "For what?"

    "It's just..." Shane let out a shaky sigh. "You're the one with depression. I'm the one who should be taking care of you, not the other way around. Having these meltdowns..."

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