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    Ilya. He is still sleeping fitfully in Irina’s bed, face crumpled and lips turned down. Irina leans over him and presses a single kiss to the crease between his eyebrows, and then leans back just enough to watch Ilya’s big, blue eyes blink open at her.

    She holds a finger against her lips, waiting until Ilya nods before she straightens up and beckons him to get out of bed. When Ilya is standing, Irina helps him into a clean sweater, his coat, scarf, and hat. Ilya looks terribly confused, but allows himself to be dressed like a toddler, watching his mother curiously but without question. He is twelve years old, certainly old enough to dress himself, and maybe Grigory has a point when he insists that Irina coddles Ilya too much, but, good heavens, that face, how could she not?

    It is not until Ilya notices the suitcase by the bedroom door that his expression changes. His eyes darken at first, and then his face screws up minutely, looking at Irina with thinly veiled horror.

    “Be completely silent, solnyshko,” Irina breathes. “We have to go.”

     

    Irina Rozanova chooses differently.

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    It was a zoomed-in image of what was unmistakably Shane’s hand, gripping white sheets in ecstasy.
    His wedding band was on his finger.
    Ilya began to, quite reasonably in his opinion, choke on his own spit.
    “There’s more where that came from,” Rose said simply, grinning at walking away.
    Mouth wide, eyes popping from his head, Ilya scanned the crowd for his husband. When he spotted him, he saw Shane having a conversation with his dad, his face completely blank even as his eyes flickered to Ilya for just a millisecond.
    “Roz! My man, how are you?” Cliff Marleau asked as he walked over to Ilya, beaming.
    “I am…I am going to die, I think,” he answered hollowly, wondering what ‘more’ meant.

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    In which Shane Hollander does a boudoir shoot and gives 5 photos to Ilya during their wedding reception.
    Obviously, they end up fucking about it.

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    When Ilya moves to the Centaurs, the number 81 is already taken. So, in true Ilya Rozanov fashion, he picks the number 24. People think he's just being an asshole, which is true, but he also does it to have Shane with him all the time.
    Of course, years later, Shane transfers to Ottawa. And lo and behold, the player who had number 81 retired, so when Shane has to choose a number?
    81 is available.
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    Or, Hollanov end up switching numbers and driving each other insane.

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