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    “Need a bet to get laid, Rozanov? You’re really that desperate these days?”

    “Nostalgic, maybe.”

    “Wow. Big word.”

    “Shut up, Hollander.”

    Shane shuts up.

    “When I win,” Rozanov continues. “I get you for…twenty-four hours.”

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    Shane and Ilya are in rival frats in their senior year and it's time for the annual Greek Olympiad. A bet is made.

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    He moved to swing his legs out from under the blankets, only to feel one of them get snagged on something: Ilya’s ankle was wrapped around his own, knee pressing into Shane’s thigh. When he tried to wriggle it free, his boyfriend resisted and pulled his leg in closer. A taut arm reached out and sleepily tugged Shane back down onto the mattress. He gave in easily.

    “I thought you were asleep.” Shane whispered, tersely.

    He felt a small stab of irritation too. Once again, Ilya had gotten in the way of his workout routine and — even though he wasn’t doing it on purpose — it was hard not to be frustrated about it. Shane needed this. The only way he had been able to soothe his racing thoughts about flunking out of the NHL next season was by reminding himself of his plan to work out early in the morning. Now, his anxiety soared, but it felt like annoyance. Why didn’t Ilya understand that he needed to stay in shape? Didn’t he see how hard Shane had to work to keep up with everyone else?

    “I woke up.” Ilya’s voice was husky with sleep, “Come back to bed, moya lyubov.”

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    Five times Shane Hollander should've asked for help.

    And one time he actually did.

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    “You don’t talk about playing in major juniors,” Ilya said as he took a sip of his smoothie.

    Shane froze. “It was average, nothing to really talk about.” That wasn’t really true. Shane had hated major juniors. He had closed the door on those memories for a reason, more than one reason actually. There was no need to rehash the worst four years of his hockey career. That was over, and Shane was fucking fine.

    Wasn’t he?

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    Hockey Canada did a shitty job of protecting a children in major juniors, but especially children of color, and Shane has trauma from that. Ilya might commit crimes over it.

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    “I have a secret,” Ilya whispers. 

    Half-awake, Shane blinks at him sleepily. “What is it?” 

    “I cannot say.” Ilya’s eyes flicker between Shane’s. “But this secret, it is why things are complicated. It is why I didn’t go to Russia when my father died.” 

    OR: a rewrite of Heated Rivalry, with a twist.

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