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Ilya gets a haircut, Shane has a mild reaction to it.
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Ilya: new season, new bets
Shane: new season, no bets
Ilya: oh come on, it makes you play better, admit it
Ilya: you win a whole ass stanley cup every time I put a fire under your ass
Shane: you know that means you lose the bets, right? what’s in it for you?
Ilya: 😈
Shane: fine
Ilya: first face off: loser wears other’s jersey
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Ilya walks in and waves generously to the audience as he joins Shane at the podium. He seems much more composed than Shane, greeting him with a smile and a hand on Shane’s mid back. It falls into place easily. Warmth travels between them.
The flashing cameras flood the room for a moment.
Shane shoots Janie an unhappy look. To which she shrugs her shoulders, communicating something along the lines of, ‘above my pay grade’, and retreats to the corner of the room.
It is not standard procedure to haul both team captains to the media at the same time, but go figure. The league never misses an opportunity to profit off the spectacle that is their relationship.
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Before Shane and Rose get a chance to have that dinner alone, Boston and Montreal play against each other once more. Ilya’s body is flooded with ugly jealous energy. He misses Shane, he wants Shane, he’s upset with Shane. In a moment he will live to regret forever, he flies across the ice a little too fast and collides with Shane a little too hard. The sight of Shane’s body collapsing drains his soul.
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The coffee shop meet-cute drabble you need to snack on today.
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This will be a series of snippets inspired by tumblr prompts from this lovely page. They won't necessarily be connected to one another, ie: some will be AUs and some will be canon compliant. Most will be David/Patrick, and a few will be either of them with a friend or family member. Enjoy the ride!
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The kisses grew hotter each day. Each lick, each bite tasted of desperation.
They reminded each other about the audience, invisible but no less real. A hand on the chest, fingers grabbing the chin to stop the lips from pursuing. Stuttered breaths, simmering heat, gritted teeth. Forehead against forehead and noses rubbing together. In the end, it was Derek who smiled at him in placation and pressed the last calming kiss to Stiles’ eager lips. As if they had all time in the world. As if they would be doing it again and again and again, after. As if something real would exist beyond this TV set.
Yes, Derek kissed him like he wanted it to last. If Stiles was a romantic at heart, he would’ve said it felt like yearning. For what — Stiles didn’t know. There ought to be thousands like him in Derek’s world, while Derek was one in a million.

