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    a series of fluffy/smutty elu one shots

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    a series of eliott and lucas showing their love through hands and touch. (can be read seperately)

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    Searching I woke up with a pussy brings anything from porn results to Creepypasta forums. Shane miserably clicks on a Reddit thread, trying in vain to find any sort of answers when there's a knock on the bathroom door. 

    "Shane? Are you feeling ok?" 

    "I- yeah." Shane jumps, nearly dropping his phone. "I'm fine. Why?"

    There's a pause. "Are you sick?"

    Shane swallowed. Was he sick? Is that what triggered this? 

    "You have been in there for almost half an hour. If you are sick, I want to know." 

    "No, not like-  not like that." Shane flushed. God, how was he gonna explain this? 

    ・・・・・

    On their first day of summer vacation, Shane wakes up with a pussy. He decides to hide it from Ilya and wait for it to go away. This decision has consequences.

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    22 Apr 2026

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    YUUUUUUUP

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    Shane crosses the room and grabs a chair from the corner, dragging it into the center of the room.

    Right next to the foot of the bed.

    He pats the back of the chair, making sure to keep his expression neutral. “Sit,” he instructs, sounding more confident than he feels.

    Ilya raises an eyebrow but gets to his feet. “You do not want me on the bed?” He asks, sounding more than a little confused.

    “No,” Shane replies simply, patting the chair again.

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    Or: When Ilya shows up unexpectedly at his door, Shane finally gets sweet revenge for Las Vegas.

    Or or: They didn’t even kiss, and Shane takes that personally.

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    10 Feb 2026

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    At the base of Shane Hollander’s throat is a dark red hickey. It’s fresh, no more than a day or two old, stark and striking against his otherwise unblemished skin.

    Ilya feels possessed.

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    Shane shows up to the Montreal vs Boston game in ep4 with a hickey. Ilya takes it about as well as you'd expect.

    (In which they're definitely hatefucking because they definitely hate each other and definitely don't feel anything else towards each other. Don't worry. Nothing to see here. Especially not any tenderness or love. Nope.)

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    20 Jan 2026

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    "What’s a girl to do on a lonely night in Montreal?"

    Shane shouldn’t answer his text now. He wouldn’t. He had been strong enough to walk away on that rooftop, and he would be strong enough to do it now. He wasn’t mad anymore, but he wasn’t about to make the same mistake either.

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    Or, what could've happened between Shane and Ilya in those months where they "didn't hook up" before Shane's Montreal apartment. TV show canon.

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    12 Jan 2026

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    “What does it matter to you?” Shane grit his teeth together. “You’re not my keeper, Rozanov. I can do what I like.”

    “No, Hollander.” Ilya’s voice was firm, and his grip tightened so fiercely it hurt. Like he wanted his fingers to sink right through Shane’s skin, for their bones to meld together. “You fight me. Only me.”

    “You’re jealous,” Shane breathed, the truth finally dawning on him.

    Or, a jealous Ilya rage baits Shane through extensive, longitudinal psychological warfare. It works, of course. They fight it out.

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    17 Dec 2025