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    Spring of 2016: Ilya loses a father.

    Summer of 2016: Ilya loses a brother.

    Fall of 2016: Ilya gains a daughter, a lover, and a friend.

    Or: another "what if Ilya gained custody of his niece" fic.

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    28 Sep 2026

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    The first sound Ilya hears is a thin, discordant symphony of beeps and whirs. Something vibrating. 

    The next thing he hears is…wet. A sort of shaking, gargling sound, that feels like the ugliest crying he’s ever heard. And through it, Shane’s voice. 

    “I’m with him now, mom. He’s— he’s not fine. He’s not. I know—”

    Ilya wants to ask who's not fine, but he can’t feel his own body, his mouth, enough to ask.

    “Yeah,” Shane is saying, only slightly calmer. “I know. He wasn’t breathing—"

    Ilya knows there's a link, between the clinical musicality of medical settings, Shane’s audible, awful distress, and his own physical incapacity. It’s just, it’s so tenuous, and the air around him is so thick, so heavy. It would be easy, to sleep, a little. 

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    Footage of the last game between Ottawa and Montreal is everywhere; it’s breached containment from the sports world, and now it seems like everyone is baying for Montreal’s blood. Except, Ilya is oblivious. Not exactly blissfully so, but as the fight for accountability within the league rages on without him, Ilya just wants someone, anyone, to tell him what happened.

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    21 Sep 2026

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    Ilya Rozanov, thirty-seven years old and a generational hockey player, had never paid much attention to the incoming draft prospects. But nineteen year old Shane Hollander was different.

    His stats were amazing, no dispute there, but it wasn’t exactly his athletic promise that enthralled Ilya almost to the point of obsession. No, it was something else. Something that pricked under Ilya’s skin, a feeling that left Ilya wondering if Shane Hollander inspired jealousy or lit the fire of his curiosity.

    Shane Hollander was gay.

    But the worst part of this whole thing was: not only was Ilya tortured by the idea that his potential “successor” was gay and confident in his sexuality, or that he was a great fucking hockey player.

    No, the worst part was that Shane Hollander was fucking gorgeous.

    Or: Openly gay rookie Shane Hollander and sexually repressed bisexual veteran player Ilya Rozanov

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    09 Sep 2026

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    “If a crystal ball could tell you the truth about yourself, your life, the future or anything else, what would you want to know?” Quickly, Ilya adds, “Don’t say that you want to know if you win the Cup.”

    “Why not? What if that’s my answer?”

    “Is so boring, Hollander. Of course you want to know this. But Ilya Rozanov and Boston Raiders exist in this world, so crystal ball says, so sad, but no.”

    “Fuck off. What are these questions even for, anyway? Are you interviewing me for something? Wouldn’t you have to, like, tell me if you were?”

    Ilya is quick to assure Hollander before his paranoia takes him right out of this phone call. “It is not for interview, Hollander. I am just wondering. Answer the question.”

    “And I can’t say that I would want to know whether I win the Cup.”

    “Yes, other than that.”

    “I guess… I guess I would want to know, like, am I happy?”

     


     
    Ilya reads an article about 36 questions that are supposed to make people fall in love. He decides to ask Shane.

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    04 Sep 2026

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    “This hot tub has not been well maintained,” Rozanov complained as they stood on the deck, staring at the built-in hot tub, big enough to fit 8 people. 

    “So, you can replace it,” Shane replied patiently.

    “I will be too busy to replace the hot tub. Then I will have a long day, and I will decide to have a soak in my rancid hot tub, and then I will catch diphtheria and die.” Rozanov looked at Shane, accusatory. “You want me to die?”

    Shane looked down. The hot tub looked no more or less rancid than any other hot tub. “I don’t think you can get diphtheria from a dirty hot tub.”

    “You are doctor now?” Rozanov asked, and Shane stayed silent. 

    Shane Hollander is a realtor who works with the Ottawa Centaurs to find properties for new players.

    Ilya Rozanov needs a home.

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    02 Sep 2026