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    “I feel really good about this kid, I think he could be great on your wing, he just needs some help settling in. Someone to show him the ropes.”

    “Yes.”

    The line went silent for a moment. Ilya wasn’t really sure why his coach felt the need to run this by him.

    “Rozanov,” his coach said at last. “I want him to live with you.”

    Ilya blinked, then nearly shouted into the phone. “What?”

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    or, Ilya stays in Boston, gets a rookie, and tries to figure out how to make a secret long distance relationship work while there's a Russian teenager in his house

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    07 Jun 2026

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    Even after getting married, Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov are still a secret. No one, aside from their most trusted people, knows about their relationship.
    Sick of hiding, they make a plan to soft launch their relationship for the world to lose its mind about it.
    If that goes as smoothly as they plan it, is for their future selves to find out.

    sequel fic for infiltrators, but can be read as a standalone story

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    05 Jun 2026

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    “What is there to talk about?”

    “What’s there to talk about?!” Hollander scoffed, shaking his head. “You’re playing for my fucking team!”

    “I know.”

    “Why did you have to go and get traded?! You realise we’re going to have to see each other every day from now on, and play together, and-”

    “Yes,” Ilya interrupted. He didn’t want to know how long Hollander’s list was. “I know.”

    Hollander took a deep breath. “Okay, listen,” he said. “Just so we’re clear - we don’t know each other outside of playing against each other, right?”

    “Right.”

    “And we can’t- can’t hook up anymore.”

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    OR: Ilya gets traded to Montreal in October 2014. He's lonely, and angry, and he misses Boston. He doesn't know if it helps that Hollander is there or not.

    title from Buckle by Florence and the Machine

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    05 Jun 2026

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    Rozanov: my dick stopped working
    Rozanov: this is an emergency
    Rozanov: you and fabian fuck, but you are on medication.
    Rozanov: tell me your secrets

    Ryan stared dumbfounded at his phone. He scrolled up through the text thread, confirming he hadn't missed something. But no. His knee bopped up and down with the dots at the bottom of his phone, waiting to see how Ilya was about to change the trajectory of his selfcare day.
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    or Ryan meets Ilya after a series of SOS text messages regarding side effects to his new medication. As uncomfortable as Ryan is talking about his own libido struggles, he's touched to be the one Ilya is confiding in. But Ryan's never had a heart to heart about something this personal with anyone besides Fabian, and Ilya isn't exactly known for being an open book.

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    05 Jun 2026

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    Save - If anyone every asks about low libido, send them link to this fic.

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    Today, though, Shane told himself he hated Ilya. He hated that Ilya left. Hated that he said nothing. Hated that he’d made Shane feel disposable.

    Sometimes Shane imagined flying to Russia, knocking on Ilya’s door, punching him square in the face and telling him exactly how much he hated him. But he knew the truth. Ilya would open the door. Shane would forget every practiced speech. And he would kiss him. Melt into him. Give himself over like he always had. Be fucked by him. And even if it was the last time they would fuck, at least he would know it was the last time this time.

    The truth was that Shane didn’t hate Ilya.

    He hated that Ilya still lived in this quiet, unmovable place in his heart. It was the place that wouldn’t let him move on, wouldn’t let him heal, wouldn’t let him forget.

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    This story is canon through the 2014 Russian Olympics, then diverges. After Russia, Ilya ghosts Shane and never returns to the U.S., remaining behind to care for his father. Both Shane and Ilya carry the weight of their shared past into the present, set in June 2017.

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    05 Jun 2026

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