Whataboutthat
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- Shameless (US) (21)
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"That all I am to you?" Mickey teases, walking over with the finished toast and the half-full coffee pot. "A hot piece of ass?"
Ian pretends to consider, snickering when Mickey kicks at his shin as he sits down. "Takin' too long to answer, Gallagher."
"Well," Ian sighs, takes his time to sip from his mug, "I guess I married you 'cause I love you or something."
"Or something," Mickey mocks, foot coming up from under the table and jabbing Ian right on top of his knee. "Doesn't really fill me with a whole lotta confidence there."
Ian grabs onto Mickey's ankle, strokes right above the bone. "Okay, I married you 'cause I'm so fuckin' in love with you that I'm willing to live with never getting eggs for free in the morning," he tilts his head with an easy grin. "And also 'cause you've got an amazing ass."
Mickey hides a smile by taking a huge bite from a piece of toast.
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Or, Ian and Mickey flirt over breakfast, and sometimes the lead up to sex isn’t always smooth. -
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"Hey," Ian smiles. "I was just about to text you. What's up? You on your way back?"
"Okay, so. Don't freak out," Mickey starts.
It's a horrible opening that immediately makes Ian frown. A myriad of possibilities fly through his mind of what exactly that could mean.
He's about to question what the fuck Mickey means by don't freak out, ready to lose his mind over Mickey doing illegal shit right after the two of them just got off parole, when Mickey continues:
"I’m at the hospital.”
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Or, Mickey scares the fuck out of Ian. -
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The very first photo is of a woman's reflection in a bathroom.
Without needing to be told, Ian knows this is Mickey's mom. She's got long black hair, almost down to her waist. She's pretty short, obvious even in this photo, young as well. She's very pale, especially with the flash, which is covering any potential facial features and reflecting smudges on the mirror, the background dark.
Practically no other details can be made out, safe for the outline of some fuzzy towels on a rack and the glinting of the bathroom sink, two toothbrushes in a plastic cup right next to the tap. She's wearing a striped tank top, the colours indescernible (maybe red? Maybe some yellow in there too? The age and quality of the photo don't allow for much), and very clearly pregnant. In the same writing as the cover, small, scratchy cursive reads: Little boy's almost here!
Mickey doesn't say anything, barely moves. His eyes are fixed on the photo, skittering around like he's trying to take in every detail.
"My mom," he says after a moment passes.
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Or, Ian and Mickey find an old photo album and camcorder while going through Terry's shit after he dies. -
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God, Mickey looks so good. He hasn't wiped the eyeliner off yet, and his whole worried thing he's got going on is strangely attractive. Ian's officially lost it. Mickey's just staring at him. He should probably say something. If only his braincells would do anything productive.
"You didn't wash it off?" is what he lands on, the words feeling awkward as they leave his mouth, trying desperately to sound normal.
Mickey stares back, shrugs. "Didn't wanna hurt Franny's feelings."
Fuck, he can't stop staring at him. He looks so good. His eyes look so blue, his skin looks even more pale than usual, which enhances his dark hair and the dark eyeliner around his eyes. He looks amazing. Like a model. Or a really sexy vampire or something. Ian can't fucking think straight, okay? Sue him. His husband looks so fucking good and he can't be normal about any of this and Mickey's looking at him like he's freaking him out but he can't stop staring.
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Or, Ian's kind of going insane when Mickey wears eyeliner.Series
- Part 2 of Am I Pretty?/Look at Me
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"Christ!" Mickey yells out, nearly jumping out of his skin. "The fuck are you doin'?"
"Mickey," Ian slurs unhelpfully, gripping at his cheeks hard enough that Mickey feels his face getting squished.
"Ian, fuckin'—" his voice comes out muffled, pulling at Ian's hands without any success. "Let go of me you—!"
Before he can finish, Ian lurches forward again, tries to get their faces closer together in what Mickey can only assume is a really shitty attempt at kissing him, which pushes way more weight onto him and causes him to stumble backwards.
"Fuckin'—" Mickey squawks as their legs get tangled together, his eyes widening as gravity suddenly inverts and he loses his footing, falling back onto the couch.
He has approximately half of a second to think to himself this is going to hurt, before Ian's full weight crushes down onto him and knocks the wind right out from his lungs.
"Jesus," he wheezes as Ian scrambles on top of him, getting his hands back on Mickey's face.
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Or, Ian's plastered, and inadvertently causes some physical damage because of it.
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