NewFoundObsession



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    Shrugging one shoulder far more casually than he possibly feels, Ilya says, “I like both. Is secret, okay?”

    “Okay,” Hollander says, voice cracking.

    He doesn’t say anything else. The air’s so heavy around them that it feels like being in the middle of a scrum, the weight and heat of all those bodies pressing down on you. Danger always feels like hockey; it’s the most dangerous thing Ilya knows, except for this. Everything dangerous in his life involves men’s bodies and just how close he can get to them. Closer than he probably should.

    A year after mysteriously dropping out of the 2009 draft, Shane Hollander is signed by the Boston Raiders, right behind Ilya Rozanov. Having the two biggest stars in the league on the same line is great for Boston — but playing alongside their worst rival was never exactly in Shane or Ilya's plans. Especially not when staying away from each other starts to feel just as impossible as getting along.

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    “I felt…bad. It felt bad. I had missed you so much and then I finally saw you again and you -” Shane cut himself off. “I know you didn’t mean to,” he started again. “I know you weren’t trying to be… I don’t know. You didn’t mean to.”

    “I didn’t mean to what?” Ilya’s pulse quickened. Shane wouldn’t meet his eye.

    Shane took a deep breath. “You didn’t mean to hurt me.”

    Ilya felt the words like a sucker punch to the stomach. He swallowed hard, fighting to keep his voice level. “I hurt you?”
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    An offhand comment from Yuna triggers a conversation between Shane and Ilya about that night in Ilya's Vegas penthouse after the MLH awards. Ilya knew he had fucked up, but maybe not how much. Maybe now he can make up for it.

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    Ilya steps into the room and closes the door behind him. “Sorry I took long. I had hockey practice.”

    “I know. Don’t worry about it. Please, have a seat.”

    Shane allows himself a small, private smile as Ilya approaches and drops into the chair in front of him. His hair looks slightly damp as runs a hand through it, a blond curl falling back over his eyes.

    Shane crosses his legs beneath the desk and swallows.“So," he mumbles, suddenly unsure how to begin. This is already harder than he thought it would be. "How are things looking this season?”

    Ilya shrugs. "Good. We fuck now?"

    “Ilya!” Shane blurts, yanking his glasses off and dropping them onto the desk with a clatter.

    So much for a night of roleplay.

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    or where shane wants to try being more dominant, and ilya lets him think he'll allow it

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    When Shane crashes headfirst into the boards, it takes all of Ilya's willpower not to leap onto the ice and pull his partner close.

    Because Ilya knows what Shane is like when he's hurt. Knows how badly his mind spirals when he's stuck in place, knows how much he hates relying on others, knows how much he craves the freedom that the ice brings.

    But standing by Shane's bedside several hours later, it's not Shane's injury that has Ilya paling, but the words that just came out of his boyfriend's mouth. "Ilya Rozanov? What the fuck are YOU doing here?"

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