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    It happens in an instant.

    Over Ilya’s shoulder, Shane sees the doctor and Wiebe give each other a look, and in a sudden bout of impatient anxiety, Shane ends up saying the words that come to ruin everything.

    “Don’t touch me.”

    The effect is instantaneous. Ilya’s hands fly to his sides, and Shane gets a front row seat as Ilya’s heart breaks before his very eyes. Eyes dimming and lips trembling in slow, painful technicolor.

    It causes Shane’s heart to break, too, and he vows, immediately, never to see such a look cross his husband’s face again.

    OR Shane embarks on a mission to heal his husband’s heart, one PDA at a time.

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    15 Feb 2026

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    Shane Hollander is worried about everyone and everything.

    Ilya is mostly just sick of air travel.

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    Shane and Ilya are having trouble balancing their very private relationship and their very public lives.

    A slice of life.

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    06 Jan 2026

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    "Wait till you have kids
    that behave just like you.
    But I did.
    I did have kids that are just like me.
    And I realized
    how easy it was to love me"

    Ilya and Shane have a son. Ilya realizes that loving him is the easiest thing he's ever done.

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    05 Jan 2026

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    So, in Russia, it is not Christmas yet. It is not yet a lot of things in Russia. That’s good, Ilya thinks. Maybe there, it’s still some earlier version of him. Maybe somewhere, in some parallel alignment of days and months, he is still the captain of the Boston Raiders. Maybe he hasn’t been traded yet. Maybe he hasn’t packed up his life and moved continents and switched languages. Maybe he’s still wearing familiar colors, still answering to a city that knows his name and chants it like it's both a prayer and a promise. Ilya. Ilya. Ilya. Maybe he hasn’t become a Centaur yet. Maybe the future has not yet caught up to Ilya Rozanov there.

    --- Ilya spends his second Christmas in Shane's cottage, and contemplates the idea of home, grief, and what it means to speak a language.

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    02 Jan 2026

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    “You didn’t like it the last time we tried it,” Shane said.

    Ilya gave a one-shouldered shrug. “Was years ago. Maybe it is an acquired taste, like licorice.”

    “You also don’t like licorice,” Shane pointed out.

    “Yes, but I keep trying it because Luca likes it so much.”

    “And then you make a face and tell him how awful it is.”

    “When have I ever told you your dick is awful?” Ilya said, looking mildly offended. “I am its number one fan.”

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    29 Dec 2025