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Malysh - ‘baby’ as in child or partner.
A woman comes forward claiming she is the mother of Ilya Rozanov’s eight year old child.
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17 Jul 2026
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“So,” Yuna says, as she polishes off her third glass of cabernet. “When are you boys going to get started on kids?”
Shane chokes on his tiramisu.
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Or: Maybe Shane doesn’t want kids.
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- Part 11 of my anonymous heated rivalry fic
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17 Jul 2026
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Shane knows about the sensitive spot behind Ilya’s ear. He knows how long it will take to walk from Montreal to Boston, until his feet are bloody. He knows what Ilya tastes like after he’s had a cup of coffee. He knows about all the women Ilya takes home. But Shane also knows Ilya talks in his sleep. These small intricacies of their love is what keeps Shane’s head above water. There’s only a hint of an ache when he hears Ilya’s name. Ilya kisses him and that ache is now more apparent. Ilya kisses him and he unravels. No one is to blame. It’s just the way these things go. But it wasn’t until that day in the locker room, when he heard the news, that he realized just how much he had to lose.
or, Ilya is lured away by his own sadness. Shane goes after him.
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“Wha’ happened?” Shane mumbles.
Ilya presses the call button for the nurse. “You took a bad hit during the game. We are at hospital.”
Shane frowns. “What game?” he asks, and then, “Who are you?”
Ilya blinks back the panic rising in his throat. “Shane, what the fuck? Is me. Ilya.”
Shane is still frowning. “Rozanov?” he asks, and suddenly, like he’s had a premonition, Ilya knows what Shane is going to say next. Knows from the furrow between his brows and the hunch in his shoulders and the hands that are very conspicuously not reaching for him.
“Rozanov,” Shane says again. “What the fuck are you doing here?”
So this is what it feels like for your heart to break.
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Or: In 2023, Shane takes a bad hit during a game and wakes up with no memory of the last twelve years of his life.
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- Part 21 of my anonymous heated rivalry fic
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13 Jul 2026
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Ilya suppressed a smile. “Maybe we fuck without a condom this time?"
Under him, Shane stilled. “Oh,” he said. “Um. That’s—is that safe?”
“I got tested,” Ilya rushed to reassure him. “Two weeks ago. I am clean.”
But Shane’s face didn’t clear. He bit his pink lip. “I didn’t, though.”
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Or: Ilya came to the cottage with a clear STD test, ready to fuck bare. He failed to consider that Shane 'plays by the rules' Hollander might make Ilya wait until he could get a test of his own before they ditched the condoms. Safety first, and all that.
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- Part 13 of my anonymous heated rivalry fic
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13 Jul 2026