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    Shane set his jaw and walked to his stall. He could do this. He’d played through injuries, through food poisoning, through the worst media circus the league had ever seen. A slightly different bench was not going to beat him.
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    Troy didn’t realize he’d stopped breathing until Harris’ hand landed gently on his lower back. “Babe?” The world tilted. The kids’ laughter warped into something sharp and dangerous. His heart hammered so hard he could feel it in his teeth.
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    The Centaurs had won the Cup again and the city had thrown them a parade that still echoed in everyone’s ears. Ilya should have been floating. Instead he felt hollow, like the trophy was someone else’s.
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    The appetizers had just hit the table when her phone rang. Lisa’s face changed the second she saw the hospital number. She stepped away to answer, and Wyatt’s stomach dropped. When she came back two minutes later, her expression was already in doctor mode. “It’s Matty,” she said quietly. “Five years old. Leukemia. He took a bad turn this afternoon. I have to go.”

    4 of the many times Ottawa Centaurs were not just teammates but a family.

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    20 Jun 2026

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    Ilya has been at Shane's cottage for a week when he starts to feel unwell. Shane is booked in to present an award in New York with his mother, leaving David Hollander to hold the fort.
    David starts to notice something about Ilya that worries him.
    A emotional little fic in three parts.
    Ilya really needs a hug, and some IV medication. And then another hug.

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    18 Jun 2026

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    ...oh,” his mom says. “Oh, honey, you were seeing someone? You never said anything.”

    “It’s-it’s complicated.” He catches the present tense too fucking late to do anything about it, and he barely resists the urge to either groan or slip forward to start beating his head against the coffee table.

    Fuck his fucking life.

    “You’re still…seeing this person?” His mom asks, and the amount of control he can hear her exerting is almost painful. “Who is-”

    “Yuna,” his dad cuts in, voice quiet, “maybe give him a second, yeah?”

    Yeah, Shane agrees in his head. Give him a second.

    Maybe give him a decade while they’re at it.

    (when shane's old fake id falls out of his wallet around his parents, he has to explain that it was to book hotel rooms before he was 21)

    (...and then he has to explain why he needed to book those hotel rooms in the first place)

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    17 Jun 2026

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    “You liked that didn’t you?” Shane said with a smug little expression on his face.

    Really too many people called Ilya an asshole when Shane was just as bad, or worse. Shane just hid it better, because Canada’s perfect golden boy could do no wrong.

    Ilya moved to cross his arms over his chest and lean back against the headboard, hating how it put even more space between them, but not being able to let Shane think he was right.

    “I don’t know what you are talking about.”

    “Sure you don't, baby.”

    Ilya was definitely not starting to turn the slightest shade of red.
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    Or: Ilya Rozanov learns he is in fact, Shane Hollander's baby.
    Chapter 2: Everyone else in their lives learns he is too.

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    17 Jun 2026

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    It happens in an instant.

    Over Ilya’s shoulder, Shane sees the doctor and Wiebe give each other a look, and in a sudden bout of impatient anxiety, Shane ends up saying the words that come to ruin everything.

    “Don’t touch me.”

    The effect is instantaneous. Ilya’s hands fly to his sides, and Shane gets a front row seat as Ilya’s heart breaks before his very eyes. Eyes dimming and lips trembling in slow, painful technicolor.

    It causes Shane’s heart to break, too, and he vows, immediately, never to see such a look cross his husband’s face again.

    OR Shane embarks on a mission to heal his husband’s heart, one PDA at a time.

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    17 Jun 2026