take Ilya's dick out of your mouth before you talk

shane: hey :) play better next time best buddy :)

like he'll be gnawing on an idea for a couple days, and he'll go to sleep thinking about it, and then one day he'll wake up at 3am and it's finally done percolating and he has to Tell Someone About It Right Now and every time ilya is just like

“What do you want people to think of when they hear ‘Shane Hollander’”

And Shane has had so fucking much happen and he’s tired and in a moment of unpolished honesty he replies

“Hockey. I’ve only ever wanted people to know my hockey”

And Harris can suddenly see how worn down he is and afterwards kinda sits with how quickly nothing about Shane’s life was private anymore. So he sets aside all his cute ‘hockey husband’ and ‘get to know the real Hollander’ ideas he’d been kicking around and brainstorms something Shane might like better.

The next time they do content during a practice day they’re doing those tiny mic interviews asking questions so fans can “meet” their first line and it cuts between all of them for each question but whenever Shane’s turn comes up it just cuts to him playing good hockey. Like

>“What’s your favorite way to relax?”

“Trying a new recipe!”

“Sitting by the fire with my husband and my dog :)”

“A good book!”

*Shane getting a crazy wide shot under control and whipping around to pass the puck precisely where it needs to be*

“I’ve been getting really into sound bath meditation videos YouTube lately”

>”What are you looking forward to this year?”

“Well with the energy we’ve had in practice, I’d say I’m looking forward to winning some games!”

“Taylor Swifts new album”

“Stanley Cup win. And that’s a promise”

“My wife and I’s five year anniversary”

*Shane pulls off a lightning quick feint and sinks the puck in the goal so fast anyone who blinked missed it*

“Nineteen,” Ilya said at the same time Shane said, “Eighteen.”

Ilya shot him a curious look. “We were nineteen the first time we—”

“Oh,” Shane said. “I thought the question was the first time we felt, um, sparks.” His ears were bright red and Ilya wanted to bite them.

CONNOR STORRIE FOR THE HOLLYWOOD REPORTER ON HIS CHARACTER, ILYA ROZANOV:

and shane says, "who is it?"

"lily!"

"oh." shane immediately sets aside what he's doing and walks over, saying to his mom, "that's ilya."

yuna looks at him in confusion as he picks up his phone. "why is ilya saved as 'lily' in your phone?"

and shane looks at her, away, shrugs as if it's obvious and simply says, "I can't have ilya rozanov saved on my phone, mom" before answering the call with a, "hey, baby" and walking away.

Shane Hollander, brightest pupil in the league, after first hooking up with big strong competent competition Ilya Rozanov, has found a skill he is not good at. Shane was fumbling that first time sucking Ilya's dick, and Ilya had to guide him and hold his head and instruct him and Shane was so insecure about his performance he asked 'was that bad?' which is NOT a phrase usually in Shane's repertoire. And Ilya was manhandling and pulling him into the right position and pulling Shane OFF to finish the job himself which is Not the sign of a Good (Blow)Job.

So Shane makes it his mission. He Will Not repeat the sins of his past. He's been given a new skill he needs to perfect. To study. Literally. He busts out an archaic incognito window and his lonely dildo and a condom and he fucking practices like he's practicing a new play. It's wristwork, its form, he can be good at this.