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Shane rolled his eyes and Ilya grinned “so, how do we adopt?” The Russian asked and Shane fidgeted, he didn't deny he looked at adoption websites before “well there's a few ways...”

Ilya was thankful he was a celebrity.

It only took a week and a background check later for them to be matched with a social worker and before they knew it, they were surrounded by a bunch of little ones. The tel went around and meeting with the kids, learning their interests until they spotted a tiny little boy playing with a truck “that is (name), he hasn't spoken yet but he's a very sweet boy” the worker said softly and the two men wandered to him, Ilya smiling at the boy.

“Cool truck” they crouched to his level and (name) tilted his head and looked at them with slight confusion “I'm Shane, this is Ilya” Shane introduced them and (name) seemed to click at this and stood up wobbly, the two reading a little sticker on the boys shirt that said “hi I'm (name), I'm 1.5 years old” and he waddled to Shane and placed a hand on his knee for balance before his little hand grabbed at his face, specifically his nose. “I need that, ya know” Shane said in a purposefully nasally voice and the small giggles that escaped his mouth, genuine and innocent.

The two played with the little one, (name) eventually sitting in Ilya’s lap without a care in the world, the Russian reading him a story while Shane rested his head on the man's shoulder.

And that's when the process started.

They visited (name) whenever they could, it was the off season so they had more than enough time between the little things they did, one always available to see the boy who grew familiar with them fast, even letting them lift him after a while. All while they did this, the adoption process was going through and they were decorating a spare room for the little one, bright and warm for the babe who deserved the world.

And when the adoption was confirmed could you blame them for celebrating with loved ones? Hayden and Rose working to put together a baby shower for them, gifts for both parents and the little one.

“Oh my god” Shane chuckled as he held a tiny little Hollander-Rozanov Ottawa Centaurs jersey “for his first game! Gotta be ready for the part” Scott chuckled and Ilya grinned “a gift from a grandpa, thank you”

“Oh fuck off” Scott said without any bite and everyone enjoyed each other's company and the gifts, Svetlana wasn't able to come due to work but sent them various gifts, outfits for the little one and various snacks and treats for them.

And finally, the day came.

(Name) Stood in their home, a little backpack on his back and wearing fancier clothes, a little suit without the blazer and tie, his bluey shoes on full display, the social worker trying to keep it together as the family came together.

“Thank you, for helping us get him” Shane said genuinely as Ilya played with him in the background, gently swinging the boy around and the giggles were infectious “of course, I knew you were good people who could give him a good life” she handed him his medical information and his personal effects “this was his mother's before he was brought here, it's all he has of his family” they knew the boys story, family died in an accident on the way to get him from daycare when he was only a few months old, no other family.

Earrings, gold roses with rubies encrusted.

They were beautiful.

“I'll make sure these are safe...”

When it was just the family, the two men showed (name) everywhere, the house baby proofed and stairs had baby gates as well as the kitchen.

“/He's so curious../” Ilya remarked with soft eyes and (name) looked at him curiously, not understanding the sounds he made and Ilya grinned “you like Russian, little one?”

“He's going to be learning a lot of languages with how we speak” Shane chuckled and (name) waddled to them without a care in his world and lifted his arms to be held, already quite clingy to them and Ilya was more than happy to carry the boy around and (name) snuggled into him, Following Shane as he made lunch for them.

(Name) Fiddled with Ilyas necklace, the man noting he wasn't pulling or being rough but just curious about the shiny thing in his tiny hand “this was your Grandmothers, she would have loved you” Ilya whispered to him and (name) looked at him with big curious eyes before looking at Shane from the other side of the island. (Name) Was captivated at the meal the man prepared, both men deciding to not elevate other foods compared to others and so when offered sliced strawberries and bananas, he immediately reached for it with his little hands.

“Messy boy!” Ilya chuckled and (name) shoved a piece in his mouth and bounced a bit at the yummy foods “well he likes fruit, that's for sure” Shane chuckled and had their lunches on the table, similar to (name)s but with high protein sandwiches along with it.

Ilya eventually put (name) in his highchair so they too could eat, the boy looking at them as they spoke and seemed pleased when they included him in the conversation “my parents are excited to meet him, my mom said she went a little crazy with gifts for him” no one was allowed to see them for the first week, the two wanting to get to bond with their baby and (name) needed to acclimate.

The house became a lot more family friendly fast, Ilya fencing the backyard and installing a playset for the boy and the wooden corners and anything that could hurt him.

Come night time, the two gave (name) a bath and (name)... He wasn't having it.

Well getting out, he was having a blast in the bath with his bath toys and bubbles but when it came time to dry off, the two dad's got to deal with their first meltdown.

“NOOO!” (Name) Wailed while he was dried off and put in pajamas, absolutely sobbing while Ilya rocked him gently. This wasn't his first rodeo with sobbing children, the two watching haydens kids occasionally and not to mention Ilya’s niece he adored. “/Shh, it's alright/” the man's deep voice and the Russian rang in the air and Shane gently fixed the boys hair and hummed the lullaby his mom would sing.

(Name) Eventually calmed down and the men brought him to bed, the crib having a fake aquarium at the end for (name) to look at “see? No tears” Shane kissed his head and Ilya gently traced his cheek “we love you, sleep well yes?”

The two stayed with him until he fell asleep, exhausted from the day and when his breathing evened out the two wandered out into the livingroom. Ilya rested his head against Shane's stomach “our first of many tantrums” Shane murmured and Ilya hummed “he's perfect, shame first word was “no”” he chuckled tiredly and the new parents sat in the quiet livingroom, the grey couch more comfortable than usual.

“We're parents...” Ilya said softly and Shane hummed “we are... Crazy”

“I want him to be loved, loved more than I was” Ilya looked to his husband who smiled “you are already doing so well, he adores you”

“And you, he seeks you out like little missile”

“Everyone's going to love him...”

The social worker warned them that he may have troubles with a new environment but (name) handled it better than expected when he saw the two, half awake and drool on his little cheek a Shane brought him to breakfast, scrambled eggs with a bit of cheese along with small wholegrain pancakes, blueberries on top. “Good morning” Ilya said taking a cloth and cleaning the drool off his cheek and (name) looked at him with barely open eyes “he's not even blood related yet he looks like you in the morning” Shane teased an Ilya rolled his eyes playfully before kissing his husband, (name) resting his little head on Shane's shoulder.

(Name) Enjoyed his breakfast, eating what he felt for which wasn't too much but he was full and happy when freed to watch his 30 minutes of cartoons; they wanted to limit screen time aka avoid letting him on tablet sand the likes. (Name) Watched bluey without much of a care, the parents tidying up after lunch and Ilya watched the tot carefully, (name) standing up and waddling to his toy boy that they set up in the livingroom and found toy fruits.

The two watched him inspect his toys, gifts from loved ones he had yet to meet and the two men watched him lean over into the toy box and pull things out to inspect them. They wandered over and sat with him and (name) have a sweet smile before handing Shane a Velcro toy strawberry “why thank you” the boy turned and handed Ilya a toy pear and the Russian grinned “I see something better to eat!” He lifted the boy and blew raspberries on his little belly, the laughter infectious and Shane couldn't help but record the moment.

The two had been taking countless photos, plans to get them out together for a photo book. They wanted to remember every single memory with their son who became their entire world.

Shane understood now why his mom was so protective of him.

Something they learned about the little one was that he loved to be included in things, often following his dad's around everywhere which was adorable until Shane needed to use the washroom and the tot sobbed when he wasn't allowed in.

That was another thing they realised, they no longer had any privacy when they boy was up.

Which sucked for both of them.

“Can't believe we're dilfs now” Ilya was exhausted from keeping up with the tiny baby who ran around happily and tried to get into everything and Shane huffed a laugh, the boy having nap time “well soon he'll have so many new people to keep him entertained”

Not to mention his parents wanting grandma/grandpa sleep overs with their grandbaby once they were settled together.

“We are putting him in sport, too much energy” Ilya joked and Shane huffed a laugh “hockey for him won't start until he's at least three, for now we gotta tire him out the old fashioned way”

Thank god they had a large backyard.

-

A week went by and (name) wore an adorable outfit purchased by his grandparents, a hockey themed shirt that said “future NHL captain” and simple cotton pants, recently he found a gag gift Shane received for his birthday last year which was a stuffed bear that was themed after Ilya himself who thought it was hilarious to give to his husband.

Now he thought it was double hilarious when (name) dragged it around the house with an iron grip.

“See! I am best!” he grinned as the sound of a car pulling into their driveway alerted them both, little (name) preoccupied with Ilyas shoes that he managed to find, putting one in a toy soup pot much to his parents amusement.

When Yuna and David walked in, they had at least seven gift bags, most for their new grandson but a few for the parents like tea and those chocolates Ilya liked. Shane lifted his son up, wandering to his parents and Yuna looked ready to cry “oh my god, he's perfect” they saw him through photos but this? He was absolutely precious “(name), this is your grandma and grandpa, can you say hi?” He asked softly and (name) looked contemplative before offering a shy wage and turning to hide in his dad's neck, staring at Ilya who was just behind them and poked his sons chubby cheek and the little one gave a hilarious amount of cut eye to his dad.

The group went back to the living room, (name) looked at the bags curiously, some bigger than him and they watched him investigate them before being absolutely fascinated by tissue paper “doesn't even care about the toys” David chuckled “Shane was just like that with boxes” Yuna was sitting with her grandson who waved the tissue paper happily and handed some to Yuna who beamed “why thank you! That's very polite of you!”

“So any meltdowns?” David could already see the slight exhaustion on them and Ilya chuckled “you never think that the random things would be the most world ending” he looked at the boy who returned his focus to the bags and pulled one down and crawled into it, tossing the stuffed toy that was in it aside before Yuna pulled him out and smooched his cheek “he's a quiet little guy, isn't he?” David commented and Ilya nodded “only thing he said was “no” unfortunately” the adults chuckled “ah the dreaded no, I remember when Shane said it” Yuna reminisced fondly while (name) wandered to Shane, suddenly very nervous about being away from him.

“It's been a week and he's already a Velcro baby” Shane said happily “shame he follows to toilet”

“Ah, potty patrol” David chuckled and (name) slumped against his dad's chest, clearly exhausted but didn't want to miss anything.

“I'm going to take little one for his nap” Shane said fondly and Yuna looked hopeful “can I help?”

“Of course, he needs grandma kisses”

-

Yuna admired the nursery, forest theme with a mix of bright and soft colours for the boy who whined but let himself be placed in the crib, both father and grandmother giving him a smooch “I remember when you were this small, just as precious...” Her eyes were watery “my baby had a baby...” She managed and Shane pulled her into a hug “and you get to be the best grandma ever, I love you mom” he managed to say without crying and the two hugged while (name) looked at them with heavy eyes, his aquarium playing for him.

When the two came back into the livingroom, the space was already cleared and the toys were unpacked and placed by the toy box for (name) later. “You two alright?” David asked and Yuna nodded “just... Didn't expect time to fly so fast” she said softly and Ilya poured her a glass of wine to her appreciation, baby was asleep after all.

The four chatted away, it was the off season so they didn't have much to worry in terms of childcare but they were looking into a nanny for the boy along with Russian nurseries “they are better” Ilya said simply and it wasn't a lie, they didn't have to bring food for (name) and the ones they saw had a warmer environment.

Not to mention, the boy was learning English, Canadian-French and Russian so the environment would be helpful.

“Oh and ASL when he's a bit older, we thought it would be good to know” Shane said after they listed the languages and the grandparents looked stunned “isn't that... A lot to teach so young?”

“Babys brain like sponge, start young” Ilya said simply and the grandparents let them do as they wished.

“Are you guys going to start him in hockey when he's old enough?” David asked and Ilya nodded “we are bringing him to ice soon to get used to it” they already had a tiny pair of skates for the boy and Yuna looked at them warmth “I better get pictures”

Eventually the grandparents left, sneaking a peak at the sleeping baby and leaving Shane and Ilya to get a quick nap in before (name)s little voice called on the baby monitor.

They had only been referring themselves and each other as papa for Ilya and dada for Shane so heading a soft “dadadada...” From the monitor made Shane nearly start crying from pure joy.

And it didn't take long for little (name) to call out for Ilya when he didn't see him immediately “papa?” He asked in Shane's arms as Ilya went to pee and the man grinned “so smart!”

The two took him to the backyard, watching him waddle with his little squeaky shoes on and chased a butterfly without a care.

“He's going to love when we go to cottage next week” Ilya beamed and the two put together their social media posts to introduce their baby though due to privacy they posted a picture of Ilya’s finger being gripped by a sleeping (name)s tiny chubby hand, nothing showing what he looked like and they didn't even say his name, they wanted to keep him away from cameras for as long as possible.

*Photo*

@SHANE_HOLLANDER

@ILYA_ROZANOV 🏒 and I have a new team member, meet the newest member of the Hollanov family and the Ottawa Centaurs 🩷🏒

@Svet_Vetrova: he's going to wipe the floor with the metros

@Rose_Landry: it's my god son!!! Look at that little hand!

@h-h-hayden: god a future hockey player raised by these two? I fear for other teams lol

@ILYA_ROZANOV 🏒: MY PERFECT BOY!

He was only two, barely able to draw a circle yet he always tried to copy the magic of those around him in crude little scribbles and currently was standing in a corner in time out, his little spells barely working but we're a bit annoying to his sister's.

“Now, what have we learned?” Qifrey asked his son who pouted “I'm sorry...”

But he didn't learn, three days later Olruggio picked him up by the back of his shirt while he tried to draw a poor little sigil, a very wobbly light spell that would barely work but he had the intention of pranking the girls while they studied.

“Now what do you think yer’ doin’” he asked the tiny boy who pouted “nothing!” He said with a huff “really? Because it looks like you're trying to trick the girls again” he grumbled and the boy huffed “maybe instead of trucking people, you can practice getting better” the little one pouted at his words as he was brought to a stool “now sit and think, I will be back in twenty minutes and I hope you think through your actions”

(Name)s eyes were watery, he just wanted to play.... No one ever played with him or paid him any mind, how else was one supposed to get attention!

“Sweet boy, have you gotten yourself in trouble again?”

(Name) Looked up to see his father, he loved his dad but he always focused on his apprentices and (name) was never allowed to go to town with them...

It wasn't his fault his pranks failed!

“My my, it seems I see you here every day...” his father said softly and (name) puffed his little cheeks “I jus’ wan play...” Qifrey chuckled at his boys words “you don't get anyone to play with, do you?”

“All busy... No time for me...” He grumbled and his bratty behavior made more sense, the boy seemed full of sadness and the man sighed with fond eyes “well... I suppose I should play with you until you pass out, no?”

(Name) Looked curious and the man lifted him up from his armpits and swung him a bit and the boy looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

When his time out was over, Qifrey took him to town, the little boy in his arms pointing to all the fascinating things he saw, Qifrey even getting the boy a few things and even his own magic pen.

(Name) Couldn't stop smiling after that.

And qifrey knew he would use it for more silly baby spells to prank his sister's, the boy mixing anything in a wobbly circle and no doubt would get out in timeout.

“When he's not ignoring us” the Alpha huffed and Shane nodded with a sigh “he's learned to ignore us, usually when he has to go home from Grandma and Grandpa's” at the mention of the people who spoil the baby, he turned his little head “gamamama” he waddled back to his parents and Shane grinned and lifted him “wanna say goodbye to your uncle's?” and (name) gave a half hearted wave that Wyatt snorted at and Shane kissed Ilya and Ilya gave a smooch to the babes cheek “I will score for you!” He promised his son who just babbled back before Yuna came to collect him.

It was a home game, fans cheering and (name) had his little sound muffling headphones on, bouncing in his grandma's arms while he watched the players skate around, he didn't know what was happening really but cheered when everyone else did. Yuna pointed to somewhere, (name) curious to what Grandma was doing as the fans cheered at the tiny baby on the big screen when Ilya scored a point and pointed to his little baby. (Name) Just raised his arms, happy with the cheering while unsure what was happening.

Though eventually like any baby, he was tired of being there and grew restless and overwhelmed.

Yuna paced with him in the VIP section for the game to be over, it shouldn't be long while (name) was much calmer with a changed diaper and a snack to get him through the afternoon, thankfully he had his nap before they left so he was alert. People came and left from the VIP lounge and waved at little (name) who waved his stick at them.

“There he is!” Shane beamed and (name) bounced at the sight of his dam, reaching out “you wanna do an interview with Papa and dada?” He asked and Yuna fixed her son's hair “thanks for watching him” Shane said to his mom who waved him off “his first game, of course” she said softly and admired her baby and his baby, it felt like yesterday that Shane was that little.

(Name) Snuggled against his dad, the expensive dress shirt and scent of him and ice soothing for the boy while Ilya met up with them. (Name) Had a pacifier popped in his mouth and Ilya took the babe, he hated being away from the little one for any period of time.

They didn't show him to the public often but (name) always stole the show when he did, everyone cooing at his tiny jersey and trying to answer questions for his dad's with vague sounds that seemed like words but not quite.

For example “what was the biggest trial you had to overcome for this game?” A reporter asked and (name) thought that they were talking to him and babbled “I own no” (I don't know) and Shane snorted a laugh at his son and reporters chuckled at how innocent he was and the sweet smile he gave before spotting Hayden in the back and bounced a bit “Hay?” He asked softly and Shane chuckled “yeah, were going to see him after”

That wasn't good enough.

The two watched little (name) crawl out of their laps, the cameras following as he waddle ran to Hayden “I'll hang out with him until you're done!” Hayden called out and Ilya nodded “don't let him eat too many sweet!”

“What? Can't hear you!” Hayden chuckled before lifting the boy and placing him on his shoulders.

(Name) Was well known in the hockey community, waving at everyone be saw and getting little high fives from his many uncles.

Then he saw it.

The snack table for the players and the boy locked onto it “cookie?” He asked Hayden with a sweet look “peese?”

“... One cookie” Hayden said and let the boy pick his cookie and (name) chewed on the cookie without a care.

“I knew it would be a matter of time” Shane said and (name) reached out to the Omega who missed his chubby cheek “he said please so cutely!” Hayden cried a bit and Ilya shook his head “weak” as if he doesn't give into his son's demands occasionally.

They met up with players on the other team before going home, (name) practically out cold in Ilyas arms.

When they got home, (name) was barely coherent and it was time for his second nap, the two placing him in his crib with gentle eyes “he handled it like a champ” Shane mumbled and Ilya nodded “he did better than expected” Ilya knew his son, he got bored easy but he actually had fun.

“Maybe next week we can try him on skates?”