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Ilya smiled to himself and raced off after him. Shane was a better stick handler, but Ilya was a faster skater, and he caught up with him and poked the puck off his blade from behind. Ilya had the puck for all of three seconds before Shane forced him into the boards and stole it back. Then he took off again, with a challenging (and somewhat flirty) glance back at Ilya. Ilya grinned and launched himself after him, but this time Shane was flying and Ilya was struggling to close the gap and then... Oh god. No. It happened so fast, Ilya could barely process it. One second, Shane was racing down the ice, and the next he was slamming against the boards after colliding hard with Cliff Marlow. And then he was crumpled and motionless, on the ice, and Ilya didn’t know what to do.
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Shane has been in the hospital post-surgery for 24 hours, with only one arm available and his parents had left. Ilya came by and left abruptly when a nurse walked in, they didn't even kiss. Shane was bored he felt like counting grains of rice to get him some stimulation, couldn't even move without being in pain. Yuna Hollander put her son's phone on the nightstand far enough that it would hurt to get it so he would give up. That wasn't true he grabbed it, with a lot of stress. He texted Ilya quickly, unaware that his boyfriend was in a game, in-game, against the Chicago Blackbawks (!!)
Jane: Ilya
Jane: Bear Boy
Jane: helloooooo Jane: r u busy lol???
Jane: idc if u r jst don't ignore me plz :/
Jane: Bro?
Jane: Did I do something?
Shane was clearly doped because he had Ilyas' schedule memorized, the boy opened Instagram and posted on his story a light text “lol wish my boyfriend would respond” over a screenshot of him spamming Ilya. It spread like wildfire, the next was “Scott Hunter would never do this to wtv his name is” the next was “his name is Kip sorry only know hockey players tbb” the next “that wasn't shade.” Shane got tagged in several tweets and went to check,
@MarshWinson
Did @shanehollander accidentally post a text calling Rozanov his boyfriend?
◾@PashionFlurry I swear this is trashtalking on a whole new level
◾◾@rpflovex._hollanovbias They are dating look proof
🔄1 hour Hollanov moments
Shane was confused, extremely so at how everyone knew Ilya was his boyfriend. Shane's immediate reaction is to put of statement to keep this a secret.
@shanehollander
Hey, why is everyone saying Ilya is my boyfriend that is supposed to be a secret kind of we haven’t really talked about when to go public, like Ilya was alike “let's do it, we would be hot” I was like “lol no Im sponsored by Rolex and I got MVP” Ilya kissed me and did other things to me and I was like “maybe bro”
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People were now calling Shane, but he only answered Pike and ignored his parents. Hayden immediately spoke no greeting, “You trying to get in Rozanov's head while he plays?” a immideate chuckle “No.…no…I want Ilya to text back you know what I mean” Shane responded softly, Hayden quit his laughter realizing what he was dealing with a drugged Shane. “He's playing right now check ESPN” Shane paused opening the app “…shit. I guess I'm not getting any head.” Hayden paused “…youre serious?” “No fucking shit, I said it didn't I?” Shane hung up and went to Instagram to post three photos of Ilya
Image 1 [Ilya with a cigarette behind his ear signing something in public]
Image 2: [Ilya against the wall shirtless with baggy grey sweats low on his hips clearly free balling with his lines visible.]
Image 3: [Shane kissing Ilya's cheek as Ilya is eating Shane's weird meals]
Caption: Miss him:,( ugh Marleau you will rue this day. RUE IT. I am being edged.
The internet blew up, mainly because these photos had never seen the light of day and were clearly close and intimate. Someone commented “holy shit, Rozanovs v line” Shane replies with a goofy smirk on his face “he likes it licked, allegedly.” When Ilya finished, the media called him immediately. A journalist with thick brown hair came up to the camera quickly in front of the camera with a flash “IS IT TRUE YOU AND MONTREAL'S CAPTAIN SHANE HOLLANDER ARE DATING, AS IN HE IS YOUR BOYFRIEND?” Ilya paused keeping his poker face, his jaw unhinged a bit as he took a deep breath “Why are you asking me this?” “Hollander has been posting on social media, saying you are his boyfriend and implying sexual intimacy” “Can I see this?” his accent gains mysterious thickness, and people show him the tweets, stories, and the new Insta post. “Hollander is on drugs, not right-minded do not take anything from Shane til, next week maybe.” Tilting his head and walking away, not giving a yes or no not wanting to out them before Shane sobered up. Shane saw the clip on Twitter and pouted, replying “bye just gonna die. Lol.” Ilya called with immediacy staring at the darkened screen, Shane answershis voice in a higher octave. “Hii, Ilyaa” his voice making Ilya's name sound more Western European than Eastern European. Ilya immediately softened “Shane…why don't you put the phone down and rest…mm?” The hum was more like an order, “but I'm boreddddd there is nothing here but Harold.” Ilya paused “…Harold?” Shane nodded as if Ilya could see him “Will send picture,” Ilya could hear Shane's fingers pressing against his screen, a photo came in and it was a plant. “Oh…and this is friend of yours?” Shane hummed. “Can you rest, you rest I will come in morning when you sober.” Shane paused “Promise?” “yes I never lie.” “yes you do. You lie allllll the time” “rest.” “Stay on the phone with me please, to make sure they don't eat me.” Ilya would ask but he needed Shane to sleep, Shane rested waking up foggy. Grabbing his phone it was hot due to being on all night. Ilya was almost there when his plane came to Montreal at 5:43AM and he grabbed a random airport cab service, arriving at 7:50AM which is sleeping in for Shane. Shane woke up staring at the ceiling, Ilya was still on the phone but Shane was speaking. Shane saw his boyfriend in the doorway and attempted to be his normal monotone self. “Hey.” “Hey? Are you ok?” Ilyas tone was shaky as if he was expecting something. “I get discharged soon,” “Shane Moya Lyubov, do you know what you posted yesterday?” Shane's brows furrowed he grabbed his phone, hanging up on Ilya because Ilya was right in front of him, and the echoing of their voices started agitating him. Shane checked the big three: Instagram, Snapchat, and Twitter. Shane had nothing on Snapchat, which was perfect. On Instagram he had more notifications than usual, checking his archive and seeing the stories, he checked Twitter hoping it can't get worse, it did get worse. Shane cried, which worsened the pain in his body. He began shaking as Ilya watched him unravel, he stepped closer holding the brunette boy against his chest. “Ty za menya volnuyesh'sya…I am not mad, yes it was stupid. I think cute and stupid. Will not be held on you.” Shane whimpered not being able to handle his world crashing. Ilya lifted his chin up and kissed him all over his face a sense of patience to soothe the anxious boy. “What do we do?” Ilya hummed “mm, we admit the truth…you’re unloved with me and can not live without me. It eats you up inside and you will die without me” Shane laughed, he felt a sense of peace at how calm Ilya could be or at how well he could mask. Shane lacked that. “Jerk, I'm being serious” “So am I.” Those three words got him, was he really suggesting they come out? This all felt too soon for Shane it's been 7 years, but he just found out he can't play in the playoffs, It all felt like too much. “Shane do not worry, you stress too much.” Shane looked up at the blonde boy, “You sure? You can't leave me after ya know we are out because then I look like a loser” Ilya groaned “You are my loser though,” “shut up.” Shane released a professional statement on Instagram and Twitter that looked like notes of apology.
@24.shanehollander Hello, I would like to say I will be out for the rest of the season, but LET’S GO MONTREAL! While in the hospital on hospital drugs, I momentarily gained access to my phone. Everything I posted is true Ilya Rozanov (❤️❤️) and I have been engaging in a romantic relationship since before our rookie years. The media did not fabricate a rivarly more so we saw each other as the best and we both always want the best things. Ilya and I are two sides of the same coin: competitive, caring, loving, and talented. Our relationship does not affect how we play, our personal values allow us to shape how we maneuver the ice. We often play our best on the ice. I hope you guys find it in your hearts to support us and make sense of this. The next slide was a cute photo of Ilya and Shane, snuggled in Shane's bed and you can tell because of the Montreal merch around. Shane was tightly in Ilyas's arms.