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    “So,” David said finally, slapping both hands on the table lightly. “Roz— Ilya. Do you cook?”

    Ilya’s eyes snapped back to him. “Do I cook?” he repeated, like those words didn’t make any sense to him.

    “Those two are going to be a while, and it’ll be getting on dinnertime soon,” David said. “I know time gets a little wobbly in cottage country, but everyone is probably starting to get hungry.”

    While Shane and his mother have a moment, David and Ilya find a connection of their own over carbs, college, and silly straws.

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    26 Feb 2026

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    Both of them are there the next time Shane wakes up about an hour later, and this time he opens his eyes, rasps Mom?

    The room fills quickly, a flurry of nurses coming to check vitals and adjust his IV, the doctor stepping in to conduct all of the mandatory concussion protocol. Shane grunts and groans every time he has to move his sore body but otherwise complies as he always does, sitting through the basic questions and the light shining in his eyes. He’s up just long enough to finish those and to get something in him to eat, and just after Yuna and David both manage to sneak in tearful, relieved hugs, he’s slipping back into sleep once again. 

    Normal, they keep saying. This is all perfectly normal.

    But there’s something, Yuna thinks—something here that she’s missing. 

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    26 Feb 2026

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    "Why are you not scared?"

    "I am scared," Ilya admits. "I just am tired. Of hiding me. Of hiding you. Of hiding how much I love you. I want to go to the rink— how do you say it? Authenti."

    "Authentically," Shane supplies, automatically.

    "Yes. Authentically. I want to go to the rink authentically, as me," Ilya confirms.

    Ilya looks at Shane, pauses until Shane meets his eyes. "I want to say: I, Ilya Rozanov love a man, and that man's name is Shane Hollander."

     

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    Or, sometimes it takes a little more time, and some courage, to be with the one you love.

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    23 Feb 2026

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    Ilya asked Shane’s father while Shane and his mother were talking outside: “Is boyfriends correct? Lovers is incorrect, but I am not sure what is correct.”

    “Well,” Mr. Hollander said. “‘Lovers’ is usually used for, hm, a mistress or an affair. Something kind of sordid. Though--you would say Romeo and Juliet is a play about two lovers,” he said. He paused his knife on the chopping board. “Somehow that’s right and using it for real people isn’t right. English is a damn funny language, Ilya."

    “Yes,” Ilya said from the bottom of his heart.

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    23 Feb 2026

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    Dialect (ˈdī-ə-ˌlekt). Noun: A variety of a language used by the members of a group.
     
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    Shane's been fucking Ilya Rozanov for a decade and yet somehow the more time they spend together the more he realizes how little he actually knows about Ilya, like, as a person. As a partner. 

    Again, he wishes he spoke Russian. That they had any shared native language besides sex and hockey.

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    22 Feb 2026