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Title:Moving On Paring: Ilya Kovalchuk/ Surprise Past Dany/ Ilya impaled Dany/Jason
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: I own nothing. If I did then Army and Crush would still be with the Penguins.
It was a cold night in Toronto, nor was it a happy night for the Atlanta Thrashers it was not a good night either, losing to the Maple Leafs 3-1.
Ilya Kovalchuk sighed as he channel surfed trying not to wake up his lover, as he finally settled on ESPN. After a few minutes he wished he hadn’t as highlights of the afternoon game between the Ottawa Senators and Pittsburgh Penguins. The flood of emotions that run through him at the sight of him, love and guilt being the more dominate feelings.
Love, he had no still did love him and always would. But from what he could see he had moved on. Ilya snorted when he hared the host talk about the chemistry between 15 and 19.
Guilt, he felt so guilty about still having those feelings when he was with someone else. He felt like he was cheating on his lover for still caring about his ex lover.
A soft sigh brought him out of his musing and back to reality. Looking to his side he was meet with a pair of sleep glazed blue eyes and messy blond hair, spikes sticking up in every direction.
My heart starts to beat faster and I feel even worst about not being able to give him my all.
“You ok?” his voice rough from sleep.
Ilya forces a smiled as he kissed the top of his head and turning of the TV. “ I will be, Go back to sleep Marian.” The older man smiled his brightest smile as he sunggled up closer to Ilya’s side.
For the first time in a long time Ilya smiled a real smile.
“I will be.”
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: I own nothing. If I did then Army and Crush would still be with the Penguins.
It was a cold night in Toronto, nor was it a happy night for the Atlanta Thrashers it was not a good night either, losing to the Maple Leafs 3-1.
Ilya Kovalchuk sighed as he channel surfed trying not to wake up his lover, as he finally settled on ESPN. After a few minutes he wished he hadn’t as highlights of the afternoon game between the Ottawa Senators and Pittsburgh Penguins. The flood of emotions that run through him at the sight of him, love and guilt being the more dominate feelings.
Love, he had no still did love him and always would. But from what he could see he had moved on. Ilya snorted when he hared the host talk about the chemistry between 15 and 19.
Guilt, he felt so guilty about still having those feelings when he was with someone else. He felt like he was cheating on his lover for still caring about his ex lover.
A soft sigh brought him out of his musing and back to reality. Looking to his side he was meet with a pair of sleep glazed blue eyes and messy blond hair, spikes sticking up in every direction.
My heart starts to beat faster and I feel even worst about not being able to give him my all.
“You ok?” his voice rough from sleep.
Ilya forces a smiled as he kissed the top of his head and turning of the TV. “ I will be, Go back to sleep Marian.” The older man smiled his brightest smile as he sunggled up closer to Ilya’s side.
For the first time in a long time Ilya smiled a real smile.
“I will be.”