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Hayden knew, he knew and he was trying to be okay but if he was being completely honest with himself he didn’t know how to act or what to say. He had promised Shane and Jackie he wouldn’t be a dick. But it was getting kinda hard. Here he was stood at HIS best friend’s door with a smug looking Russian looking down at him.
“Omg I don’t think I can do this” Hayden grimaced.
Ilya simply smiled and gestured for him to enter. As soon as Shane came into view the tension in his shoulders eased, it was stupid he knew it was stupid Shane and Ilya had been together for years he honestly needed to get a grip. He accepted their relationship, he loved Shane and told him that he would regardless of who he loved even if that did happen to be Ilya Rozanov.
“Hey glad you could come” Shane said shyly.
Hayden huffed as he saw Ilya walk to the fridge take out a drink crack it open and take a large gulp like he owned the place. Unbelievable. This was Shanes home not his. Ilya stared at him whilst he did this Hayden glared right back.
Shane sighed “Seriously guys, I thought we had gotten over this” Last time Hayden had attempted to meet Ilya as Shanes boyfriend hadn't gone over well he had gotten told off by both Shane and his wife. Hayden stood up a little straighter “be nice” echoed Jackie’s words “You know how much it means to Shane” pull yourself together. He followed them into the living room and sat on the end of the couch watching as both men sat down. Shane in the middle always the mediator and Ilya beside him close enough that their thighs were touching. Hayden had come over to watch the hockey game on Shanes massive TV and also to ‘bond’ with Ilya. It was strange watching Shane like this, not his usual tight demeanour but relaxed and comfortable, in some ways this was how Hayden had coped with their relationship knowing that Shane had this whole version of himself whenever Ilya was around he was happy and well Hayden couldn’t fault him for that. It made him feel guilty sometimes though that he could never make Shane this comfortable that even after the countless years of friendship he wasn’t able to. But he guessed maybe that that’s what he was missing for all those years a person who made him feel seen. Ilya’s hand reached around the back of Shane’s neck stroking through the hair there, Shane made a contented sigh and leaned into it slightly. The whole time their eyes never left the screen. It was quite sweet actually. Then Ilya had to open his mouth.
“Shit Pike, he’s even worse than you” Ilya gestured to the screen pointing out a player that had just missed the puck for the fourth time.
“Fuck you” he sneered.
Ilya was given one of Shane’s disapproving looks he remained silent for the rest of the game adding the occasional grunt or sigh. The final period was interrupted by Shane’s phone going off. He disappeared off to answer it untangling himself from Ilya. They sat for a few minuets neither man saying anything.
“So how’s Jackie and the kids”.
“Umm they’re good thanks” well this was awkward.
Hayden for the life of him couldn’t think of anything to say him and Ilya actually had nothing in common the only thing that connected them was Hockey and Shane and even then neither of them had much to say. Hayden didn’t feel the need to know the inner workings of their relationship and Ilya didn’t feel the need to tell him. Shane came back with his signature furrowed eyebrows looking a bit guilty.
“I’ve got to go”
“Wait what”, “What” Hayden and Ilya spoke at the same time.
“One of the sponsors for the foundation rescheduled the meeting the only time he can do is in an hour, I’ve got to head to the rink to get the files, I just need to sort it out” Shane let out a breath.
“Great I’ll come with”, “I’ll be off then” Ilya and Hayden said at the same time again glaring at each-other.
Shane rushed around putting his shoes on and grabbing a coat.
“No Ilya remember Anya got to collect her from the groomers” he kissed his cheek.
“Da, yes sorry moya lyubov” Hayden watched his eyes soften when he spoke to Shane, a blush spread on his cheeks under his freckles probably remembering that they weren’t alone.
“Bye Hayd see you at training” He half hugged him with a few taps on the back and then he was gone.
Hayden began collecting his belongings and gave Ilya a reluctant handshake.
“See you around I guess” He said apprehensively
“Sure Pike see you soon” Ilya winked, Hayden shoved him Ilya only smiled cocky bastard he thought as he made his way out to his car letting out a sigh when he was in the drivers seat. An improvement from last time but definitely far from perfect. He put the keys in the ignition and just his luck the car would not start. After several unsuccessful attempts he bashed his head against the steering wheel.
“Fuck me” he muffled his face smushed against it. It was way too cold to wait in the car for help. He was going to have to go back in wasn’t he…
He knocked and a confused Rozanov answered.
“Back so soon Pike, couldn’t get enough could you” He smirked.
“Shut up my car isn’t starting” he growled.
“Fine come in I’ll ring someone”
This was going to be fun.
*Hope you enjoyed will post next chapter soon this is my first fic so please be kind, don’t worry we’ll have some Ilya/Hayden bonding next chapter as well as some Yuna/Shane/Ilya POVs
Any mistakes I’ve made please do let me know and I will correct ;)