1+1=11 |Heated Rivalry| Fanfiction|
Episode 1
The sound of skates cutting through the ice rang in Ilya's ears. He tied his shoelaces, lost in thought, then smashed the door behind him.
The bitter aftertaste of the last game lingered in his mouth. He walked out onto the road and spat, as if trying to rid himself of it. His father's voice, relentless, followed him like a shadow. Unable to ignore it, he took out earphones from his left pocket. The first note of the song hit, and his tense eyebrows relaxed slightly.
Ilya started slow, then picked up the pace, his breath growing heavy. After-game interview flashes blinded his mind. He shook them off, and his phone buzzed. He glanced at it—a notification from a tabloid, the headline screaming: 'Was this the last season for Ilya Rozanov?'
He grinned in anger, running even faster than before.
Episode 2
Ilya comes out of the shower. Washing off sweat, dirt, and unwanted thoughts makes him feel lighter and fresh. On the way to the kitchen, he turns on the TV and starts humming. His face is a bit smiley, body moving to the rhythm. For a second, things feel better. He opens the fridge, eyes roaming for a quick bite. Scanning the shelves, they fix on tuna. The smile fades; he stands frozen.
Galina
Дядя! Дядя Илья! (Uncle! Uncle Ilya!)
A 7-year-old girl with long golden locks runs into Ilya’s arms, smiling and hugging him tightly.
Ilya
Что здесь делает моя маленькая проказница?(What's my little rascal doing here?) [tickles her]
Galina
Я так соскучилась по тебе дядя! И папа сказал что я могу прийти. (I missed you so much, uncle! And dad said I could come.)
Ilya grins uncomfortably at the mention of his brother, then quickly kisses Galina on the forehead.
Ilya
Дядя Илья тоже очень очень по тебе скучал, милая.(Uncle Ilya also missed you very, very much, my dear.) [hugs her tightly, puts her down, leads to the couch in front of the TV]
Galina runs and jumps onto the couch. Ilya follows, playfully laughing and tickling his niece.
A familiar voice comes from the TV—a new cologne ad featuring a beautiful freckled boy. Ilya stops playing, falls silent for a second, then awkwardly smiles.
Ilya
Что моя маленькая проказница желает посмотреть? (What does my little rascal want to see?)
Episode 3
The mobile was buzzing nonstop all morning. The screen said Danny.
Shane
Hey, yeah, what's up, Danny
Danny
Shane, dude, I've been trying to get you all morning
Danny
You can't miss this board meeting, too, okay
Danny
It is important, if you want this to work, be at the office today at 4, okay
Shane
Okay, okay, got it, I'll be there
Shane shook his head, looking uncomfortable, and threw the phone on the bed. He came back for it in a second and put it down gently on the table.
He murmured to himself, displeased, and started getting dressed.
About to go out, his eyes stopped at the pack of cigarettes on a keyholder by the door. His hand reached as if to grab it, but at the last second, the hand picked up the keys next to the pack, and the door shut.
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