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[mutinsfromthemoon]

shane has been kissing all over ilya’s face and neck and troy asks “hasn’t it been a long time already that you guys are like this?” and shane stops and ilya looks at troy with pure murder in his eyes and goes “shut the fuck up” and then turns right back to shane and coos “it’s okay my sweetheart, troy is just jealous he has no one kissing him right now” and shane opens his mouth to respond but ilya cuts him off and goes “no, my sweetheart, you can keep kissing me, don’t mind the others, it’s fine” and shane does exactly as he says while ilya gives troy the nastiest side eye, and troy just sighs loudly in resignation and turns to the other side of the table. when shane is a little tipsy he gets super clingy and obviously ilya is taking full advantage of this and is absolutely not letting any of his friends butt in on this lovely moment of his husband’s clinginess, especially since shane usually drifts off to sleep very quickly when he’s drunk.

[mutinsfromthemoon]

“i’m leaving” ilya says as he gets up and bood asks “already?” and ilya’s like “yes, shane asked me to leave early” and troy says “you know no one here believe that right?” and ilya goes “but is true, he asked me” and bood’s like “man, we all know you’re the clingy one, just say you want to go home to your husband no one will judge you” and ilya goes again “im telling the truth, shane asked me” and troy says “we all know shane, man, you asked to come and he probably just said “okay” with that little smile he does” and ilya again “i’m telling the truth why no one believes me?”. then cuts to an oblivious shane dancing with anya in the kitchen.

[hollandermfer]

it’s very sad but very dear to me that while ilya in the long game is very depressed and has absolutely zero self esteem and thinks of himself as the worst captain ever, in role model that is just demonstrably untrue. like. troy’s internal monologue about him is just how it’s crazy that he’s on the same team as him and that he’s so good at everything. harris is so happily confused about his antics. luca haas hero worships him. the rest of the team is obviously just incredibly fond of him. every time we catch a glimpse of him he’s being great with kids and dogs or is supporting his friends in some way. his speech and resolve is the entire motivation behind the centaurs making it to the playoffs. like! ilya rozanov i fear you will never know how loved you are

[rainbow-femme]

The Centaurs decide to secretly compete to see who can make Ilya laugh the hardest as part of a social media campaign promoting the upcoming season

Most of them get at least a chuckle out of Ilya, some get a full laugh. Shane goes last and he just silently texts Ilya something then puts his phone down. Ilya checks his phone and starts laughing so hard he almost passes out, with Shane smiling smugly at the others who all went all out in their efforts to make their captain laugh

The video ends with a screenshot of what Shane sent Ilya and it’s a picture of Anya wearing sunglasses

For weeks Ilya will start laughing when he looks at his phone and sees the picture and it pisses the team off every time because Shane just silently grins every time

[perlukafarinn]

One of the rookies on the Centaurs asking the guys on the team for advice on this girl he's been trying to date. He can't tell if she likes him and is just nervous about taking it to the next level, or if she's trying to let him down easy and he hasn't been able to pick up on it.

He doesn't get much useful advice and soon the guys are arguing about how long you can pursue someone before it starts getting pathetic. Holmberg is at one end of the spectrum at two weeks ("We're rich professional athletes, man, we shouldn't have to try that hard.") and Wyatt Hayes is on the other at three months ("Maybe she likes you but just doesn't want the WAG lifestyle. You need to prove to her that you see her as a person with her own goals separate from yours.")

Then someone notices that Ilya, despite his wealth of experience, hasn't chimed in yet and asks, "What do you think, Cap?"

"Two years."

The entire room goes still.

"What?"

"Two years," Ilya repeats, completely unashamed. "Is not pathetic to go for what you want. Not if you think they're worth it."

In sync, every person in the room turns to look at Shane, who's pretending to fiddle with the laces on his skates, looking pink-faced and vaguely pleased.

Finally, Holmberg turns to the rookie. "Okay, I guess two years is fine if it's Shane Hollander. Is your girl Shane Hollander?"

The poor rookie has no response to that. His girl is, indeed, not literally Shane Hollander.

"Man, gay people move different," LaPointe mutters.

"This is not a gay thing," Troy objects. "This is a Rozanov and Hollander thing."

[rainbow-femme]

I love confident smart competent Svetlana, but I do also need her to be a little bit pathetic and for a big part of her friendship with Ilya to be them lamenting how shit they are at relationships

Svetlana: RED ALERT

Svetlana: GENERATIONAL FUMBLE

Ilya: You asked about their favorite hockey team and then spent fifteen minutes roasting it didn’t you

Svetlana: I thought it was friendly banter and then he went to the bathroom and didn’t come back

Ilya: It’s not banter if you’re the only one talking and he’s sitting there silently weeping into his Bud Light

Svetlana: Remember when you told Jane how much you liked fucking me while trying to lock it down?

Ilya: 🖕😘

Svetlana: 🖕😘

[aeligsido]

(please suspend your disbelief for the following post)

Shane hits free agency. There's no news about where he's going, if a team signed him up, or anything. Absolute silence from him and his team. People are either starting to panic thinking he's going to retire (at 30???? Shane Hollander????? Retiring?????), or that no team wants to sign him. It's chaos.

Then Shane's official account retweets a mini-documentary from a small local news station of Ottawa.

It starts with the reporter explaining that by going through their archives, they found out an old documentary from twenty years ago that they made with a class of local elementary students, and they thought it would be fun and nice to do a before/after, what did they become follow-up.

At first it alternates between footage of the first documentary, showing the students, etc, and then they switch to a bunch of adults talking in groups and eating at a buffet. You can easily recognize some of the grown-up children. Some of them not at all.

Then they go for the final question they asked the kids twenty years ago: what do you want to be when you'll be older? They show first the kid's answer, and then the adult they later becomes explains what they do now.

There were, of course, a lot of doctors (turns out med school really wasn't for me!), actresses (my parents tried to put me in a theater group and it was a disaster. never again.), various "a mom" and "a dad" (most of them did become parents), firefighters (I didn't make it but I did end up in a fire once), also a very strong "I'll be Prime Minister of Canada" (I work in politic now. I'll make it one day, just you wait!).

And then we cut to ten years old Shane Hollander. Very serious, very blunt, very sure of himself. "I'll be a hockey player."

There's a small laugh from behind the camera. " A hockey player?"

"Yeah. I'll be the best hockey player in the world and I'll get a lot of Cups and beat a lot of records."

"Would you be playing for Ottawa then?" the reporter asks.

Shane grimaces a bit. "I mean I love them but they're bad." Then he seems to think on it. "But since I'll be the best I can go play for them and make them win Cups too." He grins, now, earnest.

Hard cut to now thirty years old Shane Hollander, leaning back against a table, in jeans and an Ottawa Centaurs hoodie. The 81 on the sleeves reveals it's a Rozanov edition.

"Well I recently got married. We just came back from our honeymoon, actually." Then, he grins. "I'm a professional hockey player."

The reporter — the same one from twenty years ago — laughs. "What about the rest of your prediction?"

"Well, I'm one of the best current active players right now. My husband would say he's the best, stats would probably be mixed about it—" There's more laughter from behind the camera. "And until the end of the current season, I was a Montreal Voyageur."

"Until the end of the season?"

"Well," Shane says with a casual shrug, "our values didn't align anymore. And there was another place I wanted to be. I said it the first time, right? I need to bring some Cups to Ottawa."

Now, it's a gasp from the reporter. "So...?"

"As of two days ago, I'm officially an Ottawa Centaurs." Shane is smiling, and it's simple and fond and so terribly happy. "I'm very excited to play for my hometown, with this team. And, also, with my husband. I think it'll be very fun."

"And to get us some Cups, of course."

Shane grins, again. It's a bit smug, maybe, and there's a sparkle in his eyes. "Of course. I did promise it, didn't I? I respect my promises."

... Anyway that's how Shane officially announces he signed with Ottawa.

[penandinkprincess]

shane and ilya probably stick to a very similar sleeping schedule during the season, but i feel like shane starts getting ready for bed probably a little earlier than ilya because he likes sitting in bed and reading

and i'm laughing about ilya feeling absolutely BETRAYED the first time anya hops off of his lap to trot after shane up to their room

his OWN DAUGHTER-

ilya, she just likes our bed and knows i'm going up

-TO BETRAY HIM LIKE THIS, AFTER EVERYTHING HE HAS DONE-

dude, you could also just come upstairs if you're that fucking bothered about it

-NO LOYALTY IN THIS HOUSE. NONE. ALL AROUND HIM ARE TRAITORS-

you could doomscroll on your phone upstairs if you want, ilya. you're the one choosing to hang out on the couch. c'mon, anya.

[rainbow-femme]

Ilya would make so many “my husband and the dog he didn’t want” posts

Shane explaining a hockey play on his laptop screen to an attentive looking Anya

Shane squatted down in a grocery aisle with three different dog food bags in front of him, comparing ingredients

Shane doing yoga and Anya imitating some of his poses, Shane reaching over and slightly correcting her posture

Shane up at 4 am to shovel a path for her in the snow to go out and pee

Shane and Yuna debating which of 10 different themed bandanas goes best on Anya for that particular day

Shane carrying bags inside and Anya is trotting after him with small ones in her mouth

Shane on the dock with a ball and hockey stick, he hits the ball with the stick and sends it flying into the lake and she takes off like a rocket and jumps in after it

Ilya filming POV style of himself walking over to the couch where Shane is laying with Anya on top of him. “Can I join?” “No room.” “You are breaking my heart, Hollander. Anya, may I join?” And she shakes her head and puts it more firmly on Shane’s chest

[gaynehollander]

I firmly believe that Ilya and Shane reveal their timeline to the Centaurs entirely by accident. Someone makes a comment in the locker room about how fucking horned up they are for each other. It's difficult not to notice the daily addition of new bruises and scratches and hickeys on both of their bodies and it's a well known fact that whoever ends up rooming next to them on the road will require industrial grade noise cancelling headphones. They've been living together for several years now and it doesn't seem to be slowing down at all. It's bordering on an intervention, the guys saying things like "honestly, it's worrying," and "how can two people have that much sex??"

Shane's actually the one to accidentally reveal the timeline, when he says "I mean, if you average it out by the seven years where we only saw each other a few times a year and the four years we were long-distance, we're probably still behind most couples."

The locker room falls silent for a few seconds before the whole team entirely loses their shit. "ELEVEN YEARS," "what the fuck, no, what the fuck," "since rookie season???" and the cat's out of the bag so Shane corrects them, "summer before." Meanwhile Ilya's just grinning maniacally in the corner, so pleased that Shane was the one to spill the beans because they were both sure Ilya would be the one to do it.

[okoyestrainee]

I firmly believe that Shane is actually a menace.

Shane is just as unhinged as Ilya, if not more so—he just requires a certain level of comfort and ease to let people see that. Ilya’s baseline is “I woke up today and I’m going to make it everyone’s problem.” Shane is more “I need you to prove your worth and trustworthiness before I allow you access to additional sides of me.”

Shane’s parents? Fully aware of his gremlin tendencies. Ilya? Intimately acquainted and in love with this undercover harbinger of mischief. Rose, Hayden, JJ, Jackie? They know that Shane is actually just three chaos demons in a trench coat. Everyone else only catches the occasional glimpse because Shane isn’t comfortable showing that part of himself to just anyone, much less in a professional capacity.

Enter Centaurs.

Hayden notices the difference at the first Montreal game against Ottawa. Shane’s playing the same—an absolute demon on the ice, something the Metros are woefully unprepared to face now that he’s playing against them. They score a single measly goal against the Centaurs’ 10, 6 of which are Shane’s alone.

He looks relaxed, Hayden thinks as the press flocks to his friend after the game. Less tension in his shoulders. An actual smile on his face instead of the fake one reporters still haven’t caught on to after all these years. He looks…happy.

“Shane!” One of the reporters pushes to the front and holds out a microphone. “Your former teammates spent most of this game gunning for you instead of actually playing. It doesn’t seem to have worked out well, but is there anything you’d like to say to them now?”

Hayden feels a chill run down his spine as he watches the way Shane’s smile shifts from soft to sharp, closed mouth to shark-like. Oh no. Wait, wait, wait—

Shane looks directly at the camera and shrugs.

“Hoes mad.”

In the background, Rozanov’s face positively lights up. He looks like Christmas, New Year’s, and Valentine’s Day just came early, all at once and specifically for him. The rest of the Centaurs are behind him, cheering wildly.

More importantly? None of them look surprised.

Hayden’s not shocked that Shane said it—he knows what his friend is really like, knows the Metros are mad (even if he does personally object to being called a hoe). He just can’t believe Shane said that out loud, in front of cameras, in front of other people, and nobody (aside from the reporters, who are gobsmacked and clamoring for more) looks even remotely fazed by it. They’re looking at him in a way that says “that’s our Shane,” not “holy shit, he really just did that.”

As Shane walks off, completely at ease, Hayden feels two diametrically opposed emotions. On one hand, there’s a guilt gnawing at him. How awful were the Metros that Shane never felt comfortable enough to be himself and talk like this after a game? How had he not noticed? Had he taken his own privilege, his own glimpses at the gremlin that is Shane Hollander, for granted? Fuck, had he failed his friend?

On the other hand, Hayden’s excited for his friend and for the rest of the season. This Shane is comfortable enough to truly be himself and he’s going to be a complete, unapologetic, grade A problem for everyone. Hayden can’t wait to watch it happen.

[rosettyller]

It happened. She has committed to the plan, to me. [...] She needs for there to be a man in the governor's office, not Jack. A man of her choosing, and she wants me to be his wife. [...] Just for appearance? And you said no? Why would you do that?

BLACK SAILS

4x08 ● “XXXVI.”

[my-castles-crumbling]

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Ilya had never felt so stupid in his entire life. 

Standing at Shane’s doorway, bag on his shoulder, anxiety eating away at his lungs, he turned the small, square package over and over in his hand, wondering if it was too late to throw the thing into the nearby trees. However, that felt morally wrong and he worried that Shane would find it later, so he was kind of stuck with this idea now.

Just as the thought of simply running in the opposite direction popped in his brain, Shane opened the door.

“Hey,” he muttered, face completely alight with joy.

“Here,” Ilya grunted, shoving the package in his new boyfriend’s face.

He understood why Shane looked surprised. They’d never given each other gifts before and there wasn’t even any real reason for this one. Ilya had just noticed that in the cottage, Shane was a minimalist to the point of being irritating except for one thing–mugs. He seemed to have quite the collection. Novelty mugs and plain ones; odd-shaped mugs and mugs from locations. It’d endeared Ilya to the point of making him bend Shane over right there in the kitchen, because it was so nice to learn such a fun quirk about the man he was so in love with. Shane Hollander: hockey phenomenon, painfully rigid, collected mugs.

So, when he’d returned to the arena to start the season’s practices and noticed that the fan shop now stocked ‘Ilya Rozanov’ mugs, he’d bought one without thought. But now came the terrifying part–actually giving it to Shane.

So he made sure to make himself very busy taking his shoes off at the door as Shane carefully opened the box, peeling back the protective tissue paper and pulling out the black-and-yellow mug. But the anticipation was killing him so much that the moment he sensed the other man recognize what the object was, he had to say something.

“Is no big deal,” he said, shrugging as his heart raced and he fought not to make eye contact. “I notice you have many. Something you like, you know? And I get discount of course. So I–”

But he was interrupted by Shane’s lips pressed firmly to his, Shane’s arms winding around him and the mug digging into his back as Shane licked into his mouth.

“I love you so fucking much,” Shane murmured when they parted, a grin on his face. “Of course you got me a stupid Rozanov mug, you asshole.”

The next morning, when Ilya awoke after Shane, he found him at the table, drinking coffee from his new mug.

[zipadeea]

Heated rivalry fic idea up for grabs because i want to read it but i don't feel like writing it right now:

In the books, Shane actually knew hayden before he got married, and shane was at the club the night hayden met jackie. In the show, hayden gets portrayed as older and already married, so wouldn't work in show universe, but anyway--

the concept is shane and jackie are cousins. Jackie was out that night at the club because shane invited her, and he inadvertently set her up with his best friend (huge win-win for him). They're the same age, grew up together, have always been good friends, and hang out a lot.

Ilya has no idea jackie and shane are related. Yeah, the pikes are around during holidays, yeah, they seem to know yuna and david pretty well, but also shane's an only child and hayden is his best friend, it's not that odd. And yeah, shane is kind of weirdly close with his best friend's wife, but he's gay and hayden seems cool with it, so what does it matter?

Then randomly, one day after the long game shane is talking about going up to montreal because jackie is hosting 'cousin brunch' because her brother is in town and some younger cousin just started at McGill and Ilya is like "my love, i know jackie is our friend but why on earth would we would drink mimosas on a sunday with her cousins?"

And shane's like "because they are also my cousins???" and ilya's head explodes. mostly because this means he is legally related to hayden pike.

[whitenoisefanfiction]

Concept:

Yuna Hollander is actually a member of the Japanese Imperial Family. For context, the Japanese Royal line is strictly male only so no women can inherit the throne and any females of the family who marry normal people, have to give up their titles. (Princess Mako famously did this in real life)

So what if Yuna was a Japanese princess?

She went to McGill as a foreign exchange student to study in a place where she could have a few years as a normal person before starting royal duties but fell for the handsome hockey player David while there. Since she is a woman, she isn't going to inherit and although she only has sisters, one of them can have a son to carry the bloodline so she decided to give up her place in the family to marry David and become a commoner.

She is perfectly happy with this outcome and makes a life for herself in Canada. She and David have Shane and although they did occasionally visit some members of her family when Shane was small so Shane could meet his granddad (who happens to be the Emperor), because she gave up her claim, Shane is also technically excluded from the throne and the visits were so low key that people outside Japan forgot she even existed.

Besides, they stopped visiting after a while because Shane's hockey career was taking off.

Unfortunately, the Japanese Imperial Family is facing a succession crisis due to the lack of males in the family line, and inside Japan, Shane is starting to look like a good candidate for the next Crown Prince.

Shane, and the wider Western World, have no idea about any of this. Ilya eventually learns and almost loses his mind.

(Anyone feel free to add to this)

[bad3idea3]

Hockey Player Shane Hollander/Mob Boss Ilya Rozanov idea:

Shane and Ilya are outed after falling deeply obsessively in love and during some bordering-unpleasant chirping in the Metros locker room right after, someone cracks a joke about how "Local Boston Businessman Ilya Rozanov" is definitley code for Russian gangster.

And poor, oblivious, has-not-meet-Ilya-yet, JJ tries to defend Shane and goes "Hey now not every Russian is in the mob, that's such a stereotype, right Vladimir?"

Vladimir Volkov, veteran Metros defenseman, responds, "Yes, is stereotype, not all Russians are bratva, but Ilya Rozanov is. He is a very dangerous man. Are you sure about him, Hollander?"

The room is stunned silent.

Then Shane sighs deeply and responds in Russian, "Yes, he is the love of my life."

Volkov stands and places his hands on Shane's shoulders, "Then you are going to be the safest man in the NHL"

And lo and behold, not a single Russian or Eastern European player checks Shane all season. Ilya is smug that his reputation proceeds him, Shane is fucking furious.

[hollanovscuckchair]

thinking about shane's first roadtrip with the cens trying to bond with the younger guys who seem particularly intimidated by him or weirded out by his presence in the team

on their first roadie shane is sitting next to the other guys. he's still trying to establish himself as teammate and peer rather than 'captain's husband' and even though it's been a couple months -- of preseason training and then preseason showcases and then a couple home games -- he doesn't feel quite like he has done enough yet. he's bonded with a fair few of the guys -- mostly the older guys like Hazy and Bood and Troy (to an extent -- shane is taking longer to warm up to troy but he is trying bc he was there for ilya). the younger guys seem to be having the most trouble with him though. so shane is focusing his energy on them this roadie. trying to bond. he figures the issue is either hero worship or intimidation or they are not comfortable with the potential favouritism given the whole 'married to the captain' thing. ilya tells him it is the hero worship thing but shane is in his head now more than ever post tripgate and moving to the cens. he's not insecure. he knows who tf he is. but he hasn't joined a new team since he was a teenager -- since the Metros -- and it's not easy. anyway, so shane is trying to bond with the rooks and the other younger guys like Haas and Holmberg and Young. holmberg and young are friendly to him but every time he comes near them they stop their conversation and get all weird and stuttery. haas is worse -- he turns scarlet and gets wide eyed and terrified. shane suspects it's because haas had a crush on ilya growing up and maybe still does -- which is not quite correct. the crush is on ilya and shane.

so shane is sitting with the younger guys on the plane. listening to holmberg talk about this girl he has a thing for -- some barista back in ottawa that makes the 'best dirty chai latte' and has short hair and a septum piercing but doesn't seem even remotely interested in him or impressed by the whole hockey thing -- and trying to think of what to say in response. (he has no solid advice for anyone regarding acting on a crush he is realising bc he spent seven years sleeping with his rival until he realised he was in love and then ended up carrying out a secret relationship with him then getting outed and married to him). so he can't give holmberg any advice when he asks "how did you and cap realise you liked each other?" all shane can do is vaguely wave his hand and say "it's complicated." shane's bonding efforts don't get him far that first flight because his dismissive answer sends the younger guys into silence too shy to prode further and embarrassed by shane's flat tone. they are yet to realise shane is just flat and not actually mad.

at the hotel shane is bunking with young -- because he had insisted that he and ilya sleep apart during roadies so the guys won't be uncomfortable and so that he can try and bond with the other guys and build positive relationships across the whole team without his husband's presence at his side. ilya, obviously, is deeply displeased by this suggestion but is happy to indulge whatever (ridiculous) ideas his husband has bc he loves him and wants shane to feel comfortable and happy with the cens -- and the kid is so awkward and weird that shane almost grabs and shakes him. he isn't being his loud, cheerful self. shane had heard stories of young literally tackling the other guys to get the bed he wants and hogging the bathroom and being a general pain in the ass and very messy. but instead young is insisting shane pick the bed he wants first -- near the window or the door -- and telling shane to shower first and awkwardly hovering at the edges of the room like it is made of sharp rocks. and he is very carefully pulling things from his suitcase and keeping it even neater than shane keeps his shit. it's annoying. shane is annoyed and trying very hard to not act like it. except his pinched brows give him away and during warm-ups young is miserable and muttering to holmberg and haas that he's pissed off hollander and that his whole life is like totally over.

young plays like shit that night and back at the hotel shane is sitting down on the edge of the queen bed across from young and giving him a stern talking to. the kind of talking to he would usually do as captain with his rooks and he worries he is overstepping -- he talks to ilya about it in the hallway before he does it to make sure ilya is okay with shane talking to young -- but ilya encourages him to talk it out between the two of them before involving the captains anyway. so shane is talking to young and -- as gently as he can manage whilst still being firm -- telling him that if he has a problem with shane to keep that off the ice and not hurt his team in the process. and young is stuttering and flushing and explaining "no, sir, i mean sha-i mean capta-i mean holla-sir. there is no problem. i have no problem, sir." and shane is like "jesus christ don't call me sir what the fuck i'm only thirty and i'm not your dad" and young is wringing his fingers and saying "i know si-hollander?" "shane is fine" and young is nodding and rushing out "it's just i've always admired you so much and now you're on the same team as me and having cap on the team was already so much when i got drafted here i thought i was gonna throw up with one legend on the team but then that legend married another legend and now we have two of the greatest hockey players on the team and i feel like im gonna pass out every day bc you're shane hollander and i only just got used to having ilya rozanov as my captain and maybe i am a little overwhelmed." and shane is nodding nodding nodding. then he's asking "so you don't have a problem with me and cap-ilya being married?" and young is on the verge of tears saying "no i have a gay uncle i love my gay uncle his name is luke and he's married to uncle josh i'm not a homophobe i love haas he is my best friend and he is gay - shit i wasn't meant to tell anyone that don't say i said that" and shane is just staring at this 21 year old kid with tears clinging to his lashline and stuttering through his sentences. "okay okay okay, i'm sorry young" and young is rubbing his nose kinda like a toddler and shane is saying "but you've got to get it together, man. we're on the same team and you can't play like shit because you're star struck." and young is now actually crying -- silent tears running down his cheeks as he nods nods nods. "absolutely sir you're right sir" "stop calling me sir" "yes sir-shane" "fuck, young. get it together, dude." "yes, absolutely. getting it together." and then they are sitting together on the edge of the bed and watching tape from the game that night and shane is talking through what young was thinking at particular moments and where he can improve and areas he should ask coach to help him develop and things shane is happy to guide him in because he really likes improving himself and others. and he does miss being a captain in some ways. absolutely.

on the bus the next day young is more cheerful and bright and shane is sitting with the younger guys and talking a little easier. helping them with things they can improve, crowded around the iPad watching last night's game over and carefully discussing each period. shane catches ilya's gaze across the bus and ilya grins, tilting his head, asking quietly if shane's bonding plan is going okay and shane is nodding, smiling softly. and he misses his husband a stupid big amount for only spending one night apart but he knows when they room together next time it'll just make it so much sweeter. and he's doing okay. he has the trust of more of the guys now. and he's settling a little more into the team -- finding where he fits.