AU where Shane and Ilya never hook up but sometime before their Olympics year (when they’re still young and neither have won a cup yet) they both simultaneously get traded to Ottawa in the middle of the year (probably for retaliation reasons, similar to Troy’s trade, hence Ottawa).
Their first half year together is disastrous. They don’t get along, they hate that they’ve been traded to the worst team in the league. Their second season with the Centaurs, Wiebe decides to make them room together for all away games to get them to settle their differences and start acting like teammates.
It’s bad enough that Shane has to be on a team with Rozanov, let alone room with him, but the thing that makes it the absolute worst, is Rozanov’s annoying nightly habit…
Every night when he thinks Shane has fallen asleep, Rozanov starts jerking off. He’s not loud and he’s relatively quick about it. But Shane knows what he’s doing. Can hear the telltale slide of skin against skin, Rozanov’s muffled grunt a few minutes later when he finishes.
Shane can’t believe the audacity of this asshole. Jerking off when Shane’s in the same fucking room!
One night after Rozanov gets started, Shane annoyingly realizes he has to pee. And of course, this is the night Rozanov decides to take his sweet time with it. By the slow slide of skin and the breathy noises Shane’s hearing, he guesses Rozanov must be edging himself.
It takes forever. And by the time he’s finished, Shane is too irritated to wait for him to fall asleep in return so he can get up and use the bathroom without Rozanov knowing Shane was awake the whole time.
Shane throws back the covers of his bed and stomps to the en suite, hearing a startled blyat as he slams the door behind him. When he comes out of the bathroom, Rozanov looks irritated.
“You could have told me you were awake, instead of listening like creeper.”
“Why can’t you just do it in the shower like a normal person?!”
“It helps me sleep. Wear earplugs.”
The next time they room together, Rozanov hands Shane a small gift box. It’s earplugs. Shane rolls his eyes but puts them in before he goes to sleep anyway.
It works fairly well until one night, he wakes up and realizes one of the earplugs has fallen out. He’s about to move to put it back in when he realizes Rozanov is still awake. And jerking off. Again. Except this time, thinking Shane is using the earplugs he bought him, Rozanov allows himself to be much louder. Moaning and groaning and swearing as he gets himself closer to the edge.
Shane is about to say something, instead of, as Rozanov put it, listening like a creeper, but to Shane’s abject horror, he feels his own dick start to respond to Rozanov’s noises. Fuck! This isn’t happening. He is not getting hard listening to his teammate, his longtime arch rival, jerking off! Shane is as ashamed by the whole thing as he is ridiculously turned on.
When Rozanov finally finishes a few minutes later and immediately starts snoring, Shane knows he's not getting back to sleep until he takes care of his... problem.
He sweats bullets the whole time, praying Roz doesn't wake back up and realize what Shane is doing. He bites the inside of his cheek to stay quiet and uses as small of movements as possible just in case. Just as he's getting close, he has the forethought to take off one of his socks and comes into that so he doesn't get any on the hotel bedding.
His eyelids droop immediately after. He has to hand it to Rozanov. It's a pretty effective sleep aid.
