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    A memory loss fic where Shane gets hit hard in the head and wakes up in the hospital. He thinks he is 27, sneaking around with Ilya and still in the closet, only to learn that they are married.

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    Tears spilled down his mother's cheeks. “No, honey, you’re not twenty seven. You're twenty nine. Almost thirty.”

    Shane snorted. “That can’t—”

    “It is, sweetheart. And Ilya is…”

    She glanced at the door where two large shadows stood just beyond the frosted glass window. The shorter one embraced the much, much taller one.

    Shane’s heart started beating frantically in his chest. His head pounded as he tried to take in what he was hearing, tried to process what the fuck his mother was saying to him.

    “Ilya,” he squeaked. “Ilya is what?”

    “Ilya is your husband.”

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    17 Jun 2026

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    "Rozy," Brian, the team doctor says, "talk to me, buddy. That puck clipped you pretty good, how’s the pain?"

    Ilya blinks. He clenches his jaw against a wave of nausea. He rests his cheek on the ice, and the cold helps a little.

    "Bad. Very bad." He swallows. "Is Shane here?"

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    or, in the final MTL/BOS game of the year, ilya takes a puck to the head.

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    14 Jun 2026

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    Ilya should reply, say good morning to his lovely husband. He should rise and kiss the beautiful man, pet their dog, make breakfast and brew a fresh pot of coffee for the two of them. An idyllic little morning laid out in front him, but Ilya can't stomach it. The pillows are soft and the blankets are warm and he is too, too sad to do much of anything.

    or, Ilya's depression gets the best of him during their Holiday break off

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    11 Jun 2026

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    metrosgirl24: okay am i crazy or does this look like ilya rozanov leaving shane hollander’s apartment?!?! 

    slobontherozanov: omg its TOTALLY him. I’d recognize those Russian shoulders anywhere 

    holla4hollander: there’s NO way. 

    81hockeygirl24: I’ve been saying for yearssssss that they have crazy chemistry! 

    hockeysticksandbigdicks: wait but why do I ship them???

    boyaquariumluvr: you can’t even see anything. what did you take this picture with? a refrigerator?

    lallander4ever: uh hello!! Shane is dating The Rose Landry!! Did we forget that very pertinent fact??

    Shane stared at the picture on his twitter feed in horror. There, in a dark, blurry photo, was Shane kissing Ilya in the alleyway behind his condo last night. Caught red fucking handed.

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    11 Jun 2026

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    “Holy shit, dude,” Hayden whispers, too loudly, as he pulls Shane away. “No way you were just talking to Ilya Rozanov.”

    “Uh, yeah. We just met. Wait, did he lie to me?” Shane asks, looking back over his shoulder where Ilya is now standing next to a short but very muscular woman with long black hair. “What does he play?”

    Hayden stops, so Shane does too.

    “You don’t know who that was?” 

    Shane makes a face that says ‘no shit’, and waits for an answer. 

    “Dude. You are so innocent. Ilya Rozanov, ‘Russia’s Greatest Love Machine’?” Hayden says, like it’s obvious. 

    Shane looks at him blankly, and then Hayden laughs. Not like, a chuckle. He full on cackles, bending over like he can’t even contain it. “Man, he’s like prolific.”

    “At what?” Shane snaps, because he’s getting really sick of not being in on the joke. 

    “He’s a porn star, man.” 

    “A-” Shane says, swallowing thickly. “What?” 

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    Ilya is a porn star, Shane is a hockey player, and their paths cross.

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    09 Jun 2026