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    “So,” Ilya says, dragging the word out. He’s swiping at non-existent crumbs on the counter, avoiding his eyes. “You have dinner at parents on Christmas, yes?” 

    “Yeah.” 

    Ilya nods. “I can house-sit while you are away. Make place pretty, if you have decorations. Make it less boring.” 

    Shane’s eyebrows fly up. “What? You don’t want to come with?” 

    Finally, Ilya looks up at him. Hesitantly, he asks, “You want me to come with?” 

    Frowning, Shane says, “I– yeah. Yeah, of course. You think I invited you here just so you could spend Christmas alone?” 

    Looking away, Ilya shrugs. “I am intruder here, Hollander. You have family. I do not. Makes situation… difficult, maybe. You forget the world thinks we are rivals.” 

    “Not difficult,” Shane says immediately. “You want to come, you’re coming.” 

    Or: Ilya's in Montreal alone during the week leading up to the Winter Classic. Shane doesn't let him spend Christmas alone.

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    24 Feb 2026

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    Shane is silent for so long that Rozanov leans, slouching against the doorframe, and raises his eyebrows at him expectantly. “Yes? You are selling bibles?”
    “You fucked my girlfriend.” It tears out of him.
    “Ah,” Rozanov drawls, as if the thought is just now occurring to him, “yes. I did.”

     

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    06 Feb 2026

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    “And—uh,” Hudson says, voice hitching just enough that he has to swallow the spit in his mouth, hard against the feeling lodged in his throat. “Connor.”

    Connor looks up then, mildly surprised, eyes meeting Hudson’s like he has no idea what Hudson could possibly say to and about him. Hudson forces himself to get through the words. “Thank you. For everything you bring to this show. To the scenes. To every room we’re in. My life. You make it better, all of it.”

    It’s heartfelt. Probably too heartfelt. The kind of thing he’ll replay in some video from some random crew member’s Instagram post later and wince at. But the room is too drunk and too happy, too full of love to really notice anything. Besides, it’s not like they’re not used to it. ‘Hudson loves Connor too much,’ they always throw around like it’s a given. None of what he’s said would feel out of place for anyone in the room except, maybe, for him.

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    30 Jan 2026

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    New Year's Eve, 2025.

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    12 Jan 2026

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    After not speaking for over four months, Ilya is perturbed by headlines that Shane has suddenly married an American pop star.

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    Shane Hollander opened the door to find a 6’3 seething Russian in the hallway. “What…” he angled his head to peer around Ilya’s rigid, imposing figure. “What are you doing here?”

    Ilya shoved a magazine at him. “Annul it.”

    “No seriously. Where’d you even come from?”

    “Hollander.” Icy warning wrapped around each syllable.

    “Aren’t you presenting at the ESPYs tonight?”

    “Am home sick,” Ilya barked, pushing his way into Shane’s apartment. “Is true?” he gestured toward the magazine Shane had yet to acknowledge. “End it. Now.”

    “End what…” Shane looked down, frowning when he realized it was the fucking 'National Enquirer'. What the actual fuck? “Oh…” he breathed, the top box on the front page catching his eye. A picture of him and Mia Voegele taken in a dark club with the tag, ‘Secret Marriage?'

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    05 Jan 2026