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    "Roz," Cliff says, trying to control his breathing. "If we do this—"

    "We do not talk about it,” Ilya interrupts, even as his hands are already reaching for Cliff, fisting in his shirt. "We do not tell anyone. Nothing changes between us. This is—" He pauses, like he’s finding the words. "This is just tonight. Just this once."

    Cliff nods. "Just tonight," he echoes.

    And then Ilya is pulling him down, and their mouths come crashing together.

    (3 times Cliff and Ilya hooked up, and the one time someone found out.)

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    08 Jul 2026

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    He lowers the phone, and Hayden instantly launches into his rambling before Shane can get a word in. “Listen, I saw you were panicking, and you were so far away that you were barely responding, so I thought I’d call your girl, I thought maybe she knew how to help you better or she could talk to you, I thought–I don’t fucking know what I was thinking, but then he picked up the phone, and–”

    “How do you know my passcode?” Shane asks again.

    That’s what you’re focusing on?” Hayden is basically yelling at this point. “Rozanov is screwing your girlfriend, and you’re worried about how I know your fucking passcode?”

    Shane’s brain fully short-circuits.

    “Rozanov is what?”

     
    Or: Shane accidentally wears Ilya’s jersey to his team practice. The Voyageurs react about as well as is to be expected, and Hayden jumps to some very confident and very incorrect conclusions.

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    02 Jul 2026

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    Ottawa, 2010.

    Canada wins the championship, and Shane slips away from the overwhelming celebration for some peace and quiet. 

    Russia loses, and Ilya runs from his father’s furious disappointment to have a panic attack in the stairwell. 

    Neither boy is really looking for company, but for a tentative few hours in the middle of the night, they find solace, acceptance and a first kiss, first time prelude to something heated and risky in each other’s arms. 

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    Ilya leaned in with lips pursed and Shane jerked away, “Whoa! What the hell are you doing?” 

    “You do not want kiss?” Ilya frowned. “You stare at my mouth all night, same as after draft. I thought you wanted kiss.” 

    “No.” Shane’s eyes were wide. “That’s insane.” 

    “Okay.” Ilya stood up, hiding how bad the rejection hurt. “I misunderstand. Sorry. Do not worry, I will not say anything about–” 

    “Wait.” Shane’s grabbed Rozanov’s arm at the last second, gathering all his courage, “Y-yes.” 

    “Yes.” Ilya repeated. “What is yes?” 

    “I mean yes.” Shane pulled him back in slowly, carefully, his heart racing. “Kiss me?”

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    01 Jul 2026

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    Hi Ilya,

    My name is Shane! I don’t speak Russian, I hope that’s okay. I’m also 25 years old and I love hockey too! So we have some things in common.

    I’ve never written an inmate before. I don’t really know why I’m doing this. I guess I’m lonely. I’m not very good at making friends or dating. I think maybe I can be a bit awkward in person, but I’m good at writing. So I hope that’s okay.

    or Shane Hollander finds Ilya Rozanov on WriteAPrisoner.com and sends him an email.

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    29 Jun 2026

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    <3

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    Hollander huffed and then, slowly, looked into Ilya’s eyes. “What if… what if we didn’t do it all the way?”

    “Yeah?” Ilya breathed. “Like?”

    “What if it’s just the tip.”

    Ilya’s jaw literally dropped. “Who the fuck taught you that?”

    Hollander shrugged, then his eyes locked onto Ilya. “Yes or no.”

    Fuck it.

    Or: episode 4 fuck-montage meets Just The Tip meets down-bad but doesn’t know it Ilya Rozanov meets barebacking

    OR: Ilya “just the tip” Rozanov and Shane “just fucking come in me” Hollander

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    04 Jun 2026

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    salivating tbh