Headcanon of the dayyyy:
Kip and Shane hooked up in the summer of 2014.
That’s it.
Jk.
Shane was in New York for a brand deal that summer and in the anonymity that big cities with a lot of people give Shane found the comfort and bravery he needed to go to a gay bar for the first time.
Besides.. how many would recognize him there? It’s not like hockey and gay tend to over lap (wink wink).
Somehow he ends up at the kingfisher where he meets a cute guy who works in a smoothie store and they start talking smoothies.
When asked what he does for work Shane only says he’s a model and is there for a photo shoot but had time over. Kip buys it because he recognizes Shane and assumes that’s why. Kips looking for someone to help him get over Scott and finds this cute guy who’s buff but pretty and figures he’ll give it a try.
They go back to Shane’s hotel room and fuck. They exchanged numbers but never hooked up again neither of them felt like it worked out. They send each other a text once in a while but don’t really talk.
After Scott and Kip come out Shane texts him congratulations and Kip is surprised but happy because mostly it’s been Scott getting texts. Kip still thinks Shane’s just a model.
That is until he goes with Scott to the all stars weekend and there down at the bar while chatting with Carter and Scott he spots Shane and before he can stop himself he says.
“Damn wonder what Shane’s doing here” then he grins his eyes tracking Shane as he makes his way over to a tall curly blond haired man with blue/brown eyes and follows that up with. “ or who he’s here for.”
He looks back at Scott and Carter who’s looking at him in confusion. Scott places a hand on his shoulder and asks. “Who?” Kip rolls his eyes and points at Shane discreetly.
“Shane.” He says as if it’s obvious. For a second Scott and Carter looks at him in confusion and disbelief before Carter gently says.
“Kip, the man you are pointing at it Shane Hollander.” Kip rolled his eyes.
“Yes I know.”
“Kip, that is the best hockey player in the league. Maybe ever.” Carter continues and Kip freezes. Spinning to look at them both.
“What.” He says flatly. Scott snorts and presses a kiss to his cheek.
“That is the best player right now with exception for maybe the blond beside him, Ilya Rozanov.” Kip blinked before looking back at Shane in confusion.
“I swear he told me he was a model. I swear I’ve SEEN him being a model.” Scott laughed with a fond smile.
“ I mean he does model mostly during the summer though but hockey is his actual job.”
“Wait told you?” Kip looked over at Carter and then back at Scott before a mischievous look appeared on his face.
“I mean yea we met in the summer of 2014 and I have his number still, we text sometimes.” Looked at Scott. “ I could have sworn I told you Shane congratulated us on coming out?” Scott’s jaw dropped.
“It’s THAT Shane???” Kip rolled his eyes as if that was common knowledge and nodded.
“I’m gonna go say hi.” Then he walked over to Shane and Ilya as Scott said. Ilya spots him but his faces doesn’t betray what he thinks. Kip just smiles easily and walks up beside Shane. He takes in how they are standing how Shane’s eyes are soft and how he’s smiling, face unguarded as he looks at the other man. He sees how the blonds eyes soften when he looks at Shane and how they have been looking for excuses to touch the whole time Kip has had eyes on them.
It’s the same things he sees regularly in couples at the bar that he’s seen in himself and Scott. It’s so fucking obvious he wonders how no one else has noticed it yet.
“Shane! Long time no see” he says when he’s standing almost right by them. “This your date?” He asks barely loud enough for them both to hear. Shane’s eyes widen and he flushes slightly. Kip looks at Ilya who’s looking both tense and curious at the same time.
Shane swallows and then look at Ilya for a second Ilya meets his eyes and they have the type of quiet conversation he’s seen old married couples have for years and still haven’t quite figured out how to make with Scott. It might not be as new as he expected then.
Then Shane replies, “yes and no. Guess the cats out of the bag then?” He asks casually and Kip snorts and rolls his eyes.
“Do you know how badly I just embarrassed myself when I asked my hockey player boyfriend and his hockey player best friend what model Shane Hollander is doing here?” Shane winces and gives him an apology while Ilya just snorts before frowning.
“You have met before?” Kip looks at Shane with a raised eyebrow? Shane winces as he glances between them. He moves subtly to place himself ever so slightly more between Ilya and Kip before answering.
“Yea we met in a bar, the kingfisher i think, in New York in the summer of 2014.” He says it pointedly while his eyes are burning into Ilya who’s face phase through several different emotions at the same time. Before the realization seems to wash over him. Shane has a small amused smile one his lips clearly taking pleasure in the whole thing.
He looks between them again and his hand twitches as if wanting to place it possessively on Shane. “You met in 2014. In New York?” They both nod but his eyes are firmly in Shane. “You. Went to a bar.” Shane nods again. “And then..” he trails off and looks between them pointedly. Shane just smiles demurely Ilya eyes flash and Kip snorts before smiling at Shane and exudes himself from the situation.
If Kip then later receives a picture from an unknown number of two faceless men laying in bed one clearly sleeping and with a chest covered in hickeys then it’s no one’s business but his, the unknown numbers and Scott’s buiessnes. ;)
