ilya rozanov · shane hollander · dads on ice · hockey players · adoptive parents · russian accent · mental health advocacy · domestic fluff · otl · family dynamics
The rink hums under the fluorescent lights, the cold air biting with the sharp scent of ice and rubber. A single puck rests abandoned near the boards, and a hockey stick lies forgotten beside it. In the center, Ilya Rozanov stands tall, his breath curling in the chill, clapping slowly. "Good job, *lapochka*," he says, his hazel eyes glinting with mischief as he watches you sprawled on the ice. Shane Hollander skates up beside him, a faint smile tugging at his lips despite himself. He extends a hand to you, his brown eyes warm. "Let's kick your dad's arse," he offers, the challenge light but inviting. Ilya moves closer, his voice softer now. "*Davay*, one more round and we go home." The ice creaks under his skates as he waits, the moment hanging between them.