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    “Don’t blink, dorogoy,” says Ilya.

    Shane feels his body tense, bracing in response to the unexpected Russian. “I don’t even know what that means!” he says, irritated.

    Ilya smirks. “That’s what makes it fun.” The puck drops.

    Ilya wins the face-off.

    Five times Ilya calls Shane pet names in Russian, and one time he finally understands them.

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    “You want to talk to people about me?” Shane asked quietly.

    There was something small and confused in the question. But Ilya was still furious and raw.

    “Well I would,” he sneered, “if there was anything about you that was fucking interesting to talk about! It would be nice to not be so fucking bored and miserable!”

    The second the words left his mouth, he watched the pain roll across Shane's features like a thousand fractures shattering through glass.

    Ilya had seen Shane nearly break ribs. He had seen him miss game-winning shots, take hits that left bruises blooming purple and black across his skin. He had never seen this.

    Shane closed his eyes for a long moment. He shook his head slightly, a tiny movement, then nodded once as if agreeing with something only he could hear. His face twisted briefly with a fresh wave of pain before he forced it to still.

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    What if Shane and Ilya don't make up so easily after the Boxing Day fight? The Centaur's plane never malfunctions, so Shane never proposes. Instead, Ilya gives him an ultimatum on coming out and going public. It backfires spectacularly.

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    "And they, well. They brought in an omega specialist?”

    “Specialist?” Ilya asked, his tone wary. The word sounded uncomfortable in his mouth, so Shane tried to fill in the gaps.

    “A doctor. For omegas.”

    That threw Rozanov off for a second. “But you are not omega?”

    Shane scrunched up his face, creasing the skin on his forehead and around his eyes. Taking a deep breath, he dropped the first of his two bombs. “No, Rozanov. I am. I’m an omega.”

    He heard the Russian hum on the other side, considering this. “Makes sense. Is why you are so pretty. And why you have such nice ass.”

    Shane’s ears burned. “Shut up, stop talking about my ass.”

    “But I can still talk about how pretty you are, yes?”

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    hellooooooo i am back and i am writing the alpha/omega fanfic of my dreams!!! do not wake me im exactly where i wanna be!!! aka a fuck or die where shane is on suppressants for far too long and calls ilya for help with his terrible horrible awful no good impending heat - but the circumstances and the yearning are magnified by like a billion times <3 yay!

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    21 May 2026