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Bringing out the white for a good time 🤍✨❄️🕊️

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I want an older man to love and care for me. 🧸

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Ilya barely made it to the guest room before a sob forced it's way from his throat. He was happy, damn it! Why was he crying now? Ilya was so afraid of imposing on the family holiday, but now he had gone and made a scene. He had probably ruined the whole happy memory Yuna was trying to create.

There was a soft knock on the door, which Ilya assumed would be Shane. "Come in. Yes, I want a hug." He turned as the door opened and was caught off guard to see Yuna poking her head in.

He quickly turned away and tried to discreetly dry his eyes with his sleeve. "Sorry, I...

"Did you think I was Shane?" Yuna asked as she stepped into the room.

Ilya tried to think of excuse, but nothing immediately came to mind. "Yes," he admitted.

"Sometimes he hugs me if I'm having a bad

"Can I give it a shot?" Yuna asked as she sat down on the edge of the bed beside him. Ilya nodded and turned around to face her as she wrapped her arms around him. He hooked his chin over her shoulder and started sobbing in her arms. "Ilya, honey. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to upset you."

"You didn't," Ilya whispered.

She rubbed his back soothingly. "I think it's pretty clear that I did. Would you like to talk about it? Or, I can get Shane if that's easier...?"

Ilya wasn't sure if it was the exhaustion he suddenly felt or some deep-seated desire to finally just connect with people, but he opened up. "Maybe I'm worried, or... I don't know. It's already so much to be invited here, and now I get this family-matching gift and...

"Oh, honey. We're not trying to replace your real family. Is that how it feltạ

"No, but... I'm worried you will regret including me in gifts and photosiạIlya had, in fact, insisted that he did not need any gifts, but the Hollanders had given him not only the pajama set he was currently wearing, but a Gameboy as well.

"Why would you think that?"

"It feels like I'm intruding, maybe."

"You're not, I promise you. David and I love having you here, Ilya. Has Shane said something to you?”

Ilya shook his head. "No. I know he wants me hereỊi

"But you don't want to be here?"

"No, I want to be here too."

Yuna smiled. "Then Ilya, honey, what's wrong?

We all want you here, and you want to be here...

Why are you crying?"

"It's too much. I don't deserve..." Ilya hated how his voice cracked in that moment.

"What, kindness? Love? Who taught you that?" Ilya remained quiet, not knowing how to answer those questions. His silence only made Yuna give him an extra squeeze of reassurance. As physically affectionate as Ilya was with Shane, this was something he'd been missing for a long time -- a mom hug. He closed his eyes and the words all tumbled out. "My mother was like your family. I felt very... loved. And happy. My father and brother don't like me, but it's okay. I don't miss them... but maybe I wish my mother could be here, too. For photos, or...

"Do you have any pictures of her at all?"

"Only one. In my wallet. I had another picture before but I didn't pack it for juniors trip when I decided to defect, so... it's probably in garbage in Moscow since theniạiIIya let go of Yuna and grabbed his wallet from his nightstand to show off the small, cropped photo of his mother holding a curly-haired toddler in her lap. "That is me as baby with my mamaạỊi

"What is her name?" Yuna asked quietly.

"Irina.

"She's very beautiful. You have her smile." Yuna intended it as a compliment, but Ilya started to cry again. "Oh no, did I make it worse?"

Ilya let himself be wrapped up in another hug.

"No. You make it better, and David too. And Shane... he is very special to me. You are a special family to me and I hope I don't make any mistakes."

"It's impossible to not make any mistakes, honey. You don't have to worry about that making us like you lessiỊ

"I think my mom would be happy I met Shane. I hope so. I think she would like your family, too.”

Yuna wiped a tear from her eye and continued holding Ilya close for as long as he might need it.

She gently rocked him back and forth. "You know what I think, honey? As a mom?i

"What?"

"If I couldn't be here, I would want Shane to feel wanted and loved by the people around him. I'd want him to be happy. I'm sure your mom would want the same for you," she said softly. "If all of this -- the PJs, the photos, everything -- is too much to deal with right now, don't force yourself to participate, okay? But please, please don't ever think you're unwelcome.

You're very wanted here, Ilya. We include you because we want to. Because we love youạỊại There was another knock at the bedroom door, and this time it was Shane. He looked a little misty-eyed. "Hey... Can I talk to Ilya for a few minutes? Alone? And then we'll come talk to you and dad after that, okay?"

Yuna carefully eased herself out of Ilya's arms, and noticed the slightest hint of a smile tug on his lips at the sight of her son. She gave Shane a small hug as she went towards the door. She looked a little concerned, but didn't voice those thoughts. "Okay, honey. Take your time."

[slavicfem]

Should I continue posting heated rivalry fan-fic or no?

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Ilya stops smoking, because he knows it's bad for his health and Shane hates it. But sometimes, when it gets very stressful he still needs the familiarity if it, to just calm his mind.

Enter his best friend Troy Barrett.

One day after a shitty practice, liya is sitting by the back exit playing with his lighter. He doesn't have a cigarette to light.

Suddenly, Troy parks himself next to him and offers him something small, plastic and cylindrical.

It's bubbles.

Troy got them from a fan a few games ago, they were just sitting in his cubby every since then and he saw people doing it online, so he telt he might as well try it.

And it works.

Now whenever one of them gets stressed they find a quiet spot and start blowing bubbles.

Of course, at some point they get photographed and it turns into a giant meme (imagine something like smoking Ben Affleck, but bubbles).

It's great for their image though and a toy company offers to partner with them.

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Shane and Ilya just sitting on the couch, touching toes, Shane's clearly thinking about something so llya annoys it out ot him, even though Shane is reluctant cause its gonna come out embarrassingly soft.

"I'm just thinking about when we met. There should have been some sort of signiạẠại

"There was, you pointed out the no smoking sign, was first thing you saidỊại

Shane smiles, "sure but it just seems crazy to me that I met you and no one told me that I'd just met the most important person I'll ever

Ilya felt like he'd just been sideswiped by his husband. It was so like Shane to just be thinking the most romantic thing Ilya's ever heard while Ilya's playing candy crush.

"I thought that I'd found the thing that would make me happiest in the world already, and I did, because hockey led me to meeting you. It's just crazy is all"

And well. Ilya can't not fuck him after hearing that.

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⏔⏔⏔ ꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ ⏔⏔⏔

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there's a viral video going around of someone who snuck a camera into the tunnel and caught shane and ilya embraced right before they hit the ice. it's an incredibly warm and tender moment, they're holding each other so tightly. ilya's face is buried in shane's hair and he's kissing his head while whispering something to his husband. and they're kinda slowly swaying together, and shane's got one hand caressing ilya's back while the other one is just playing with the ends of ilya's hair. and it's the most domestic and romantic thing that anyone have ever seen from them. they're just so soft and in love and and the fans are mad about the invasion of privacy but also so grateful they got to witness such a beautiful moment between the married hockey players. and harris is absolutely beaming because for once the hollanders are viral for something nice instead of some chaotic or unhinged moment

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I do think that Shane gets a Russian language tutor. He sees that Ilya is always having to think, speak, and translate in his second language. And he knows that Ilya is fluent by this point, but if he's serious about forever with Ilya (which he is) he wants Ilya to be able to communicate with his boyfriend in his native language. He also saw how much his grandparents struggled with learning English as adults and how much more expressive and talkative they were when they spoke Japanese at home together.

So he gets a tutor. He meticulously researches her (she's from Moscow, so he'll learn from someone with Ilya's same accent). She's signed to more NDAs than he can count. She has 10 years of experience, she's certified to teach English and Russian, and she has 4.8 stars on MyTutor.

Shane pays her a frankly concerning amount of money to make house calls. Twice weekly, unless he's on the road, she arrives at his apartment to teach him foundational Russian. She gives him workbooks, Russia cartoon recommendation, podcasts for beginners, etc. He tells her he's learning because his boyfriend is Russian and she outlines a course that focuses on domestic language first (as opposed to travel or business). She even teaches him what she calls a 'culture course' with lessons on Russian music, food, and various traditions.

She's only a few years older than Shane and he actually finds himself looking forward to her visits. At this point, she's the only person other than his parents that knows he has a boyfriend.

About 4 months in, Shane finally feels comfortable enough to ask about what he'd been very excited about learning.

"You want me to teach you how to talk dirty to your boyfriend?" Ekaterina raised an eyebrow.

"Um," Shane blushed. Was this a little too far? Was this inappropriate to ask of a tutor? "Yes? If - If that's okay, I mean."

A slow smirk spread over her face. "This will be fun. Fun for me, now. Fun for you, later."

"I made a list," Shane admitted. He wasn't going to back out now, he put a lot of thought into his list. He turned to it in his Russian notebook and handed it to her.

She scanned over it indifferently. "You will use all this in one night?"

"Yeah, probably. Is it too much?"

"It is good you have a Russian man," Ekaterina said. "They have good stamina. Mostly, anyway."

And while it was a little embarrassing for Ekaterina to correct his pronunciation of please let me suck your cock, it helped that she seemed just as comfortable with that as there is tea on the stove.

Though, maybe he shouldn't have learned those phrases at the same time, because Ilya will never, for as long as they live, allow him to forget asking, while down on his knees and with excellent pronunciation, please let me suck your tea.

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