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    By Quinn Hughes’ second season in the National Hockey League, he has learned four essential truths:

    Ghosts are real.

    Ghosts love hockey.

    Ghosts love Shane Hollander and Ilya Rosanov’s relationship like it is their favorite soap opera.

    Ghosts have decided Quinn is their customer service representative.

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    15 Feb 2026

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    Clint was the first one to notice the kid, maybe sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing an old blue hoodie over a faded orange shirt and sitting cross-legged on a bench in Central Park eating a sandwich.  All normal things for teenage boys to be doing.  He shook his head and brushed black hair out of his face as he took another bite, completely unconcerned.

    Meanwhile, Thor flew two feet in front of him at the speed of sound as a giant robot flung him away from the fight happening literally right in front of the bench.

    Or: Percy Jackson meets different Avengers because he's doing things he shouldn't be doing. As usual.

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    “Shane?” Ilya asks again. “What happened?” His gloveless hand twitches and he lifts it a fraction of an inch towards Shane.

    Shane tosses his own gloves to the ice and reaches forward, lacing their fingers together. “You took a bad hit,” he says, gritting his teeth against the fear clawing at his guts. “Flipped headfirst into the ice. Are you okay?”

    Ilya groans in answer and squeezes his hand, though Shane can't tell if he meant to do that or not.

    Suddenly, there are people all around them. Shane shifts protectively close before he realizes it’s the medical team.

    “Hollander, get back to your bench,” someone says, but there’s no way Shane’s going. Even if he wanted to, Ilya’s gripping his hand like a lifeline, eyes finally locked on Shane’s face. Shane isn’t leaving him.

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    Instagram: [@ilyarozanov81 has posted a new story]

    lilies are better

    Hayden sees the post, just a black background with white text, and thinks, huh. Ilya Rozanov, flower enthusiast. Who would've thought? and moves on with his life.

    At three AM that night he jerks into an upright position in a cold sweat.
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    Hayden has a realization. Somehow, it leads to him helping Ilya fucking Rozanov.

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    “Holy shit! Have you all seen this?!” He yelled out with glee, breaking through the noise of the locker room. Several heads turned to look in his direction. Cameau’s eyes were glued to his phone, and he had an almost manic smile on his face. He continued to swipe down his screen and let out a booming laugh. Hayden caught Shane’s eye and raised his eyebrows in question to gauge whether or not Shane knew what had Cameau so fucking happy. Shane just shrugged and rolled his eyes. 

    “Are you going to tell us what you’re looking at or just keep laughing like an asshole?” Mitty piped back as he zipped up his bag and threw it over his shoulder. Drapeau walked over to Comeau to glance over his shoulder at this phone, and his eyes almost comically bugged out. He let out a sharp laugh. 

    “Who would have thought Rozanov was a fucking faggot!” Drapeau exclaimed as he threw his head back. 

    Shane felt like his heart stopped. The air was suddenly thicker. His vision blurred. He was pretty sure he was about to pass out. 

     

    Or, ghosts from Ilya's past make Shane realize he was always going to risk it all for the other man.

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