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    Stick to your guns, Ilya thinks. Sex. With Hollander. That’s simple. Straightforward.

    Except nothing about this night has been straightforward. The more time he spends with Hollander, the more he wants him - and not just the sex. He wants it all: the reading glasses, earnest ramblings, moral compulsions. The sweetness Hollander tries to hide. The way he holds back from almost everyone, even from himself, but never from Ilya.

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    or: After Vegas, Ilya knows he should end it with Hollander. He likes trouble, yes. Doesn’t mean he likes feeling scraped raw by wanting impossible things. Then they are marooned together for a very long, very strange night during which Ilya begins to suspect – shakily, reluctantly – that they might be… something.

    NOW COMPLETE!

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    “Oh, fuck off, Rozanov,” Shane seethed. “What do you want?”

    Retracting his arms to his sides, Rozanov sniffed once and peered around the bathroom. “Just came to say hi.”

    “Well, you didn’t,” Shane pointed out.

    With a jerk of the head, Rozanov once again trapped Shane in his heavy gaze. There was an inexplicable fire in those ice blue eyes; a heat that shouldn’t have been possible given the frost of Rozanov’s overall expression. His features—pinched and still—were the perfect facade of calm… unless you knew where to look.

    The eyes. Shane always saw the blaze behind those glacial pools.

    Nyet,” Rozanov agreed, lips barely parting around the nod to his mother tongue. “I didn’t.”

    He took one large step towards Shane, and Shane reflexively retreated, staggering backwards until he made contact with the wall. Cold tiles stuck to his T-shirt at the shoulder blades, and he gasped as he arched his back.

    “Then wha—?” he began.

    When Shane Hollander excuses himself to the men’s room at Ciel nightclub in Montreal, Ilya Rozanov follows him. And, this time, the Russian is determined not to go home alone…

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    It wasn’t a mistake.

    It wasn’t an accident.

    Ilya Rozanov had recorded himself fucking someone wearing Shane’s jersey. Either to humiliate or provoke, he had shot his load over Shane’s last name. Or, perhaps, he had done it to claim dominance.

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    What if Ilya had let his jealousy get the better of him during the Rose Landry era?

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    “Were you sleeping with Rose Landry?” LeClaire asked, and Ilya felt his entire world flip upside down.

    Ilya scoffed and sank into the chair. He stared at his lap and, for a second, wished he could just say yes. It would have been easier. A simpler explanation. Something everyone else could swallow. “No,” he answered instead. “I was not sleeping with Landry.”

    Coach sighed, the weight of it settling uncomfortably in the office. “So it was Hollander, then.”

     

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    Ilya gets called into his Coach's office after Rose and Shane start dating and an uncomfortable conversation takes place. Ilya realizes some things. Also he may need to stop reading his thesaurus.

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    “You really wouldn’t mind if I had sex with someone else?”

    Ilya does mind. Hearing it said back to him, almost makes him flinch, a sudden and brittle sound right next to his ear that he fails to recoil from in time. But he swallows back the bitter truth and replies, “Of course not. If that is what you want.”

    He waits, sitting on his living room couch, phone pressed painfully against his ear, his other hand gripping his knees till his knuckles blanched. He could feel his own heart rattling behind his ribs, pulse rockingloudly. His mind was an echo of alarm, demanding of him: Why isn't Shane saying anything?

    It was the loudest silence he’s ever lived through, until Shane finally said, “Okay.”

    OR: inspired by the fight in TLG where Ilya tells Shane he can sleep with other men. But this time, Shane actually takes the offer.

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