GALLAVICH ONESHOTS

Hold me close

Fluff fluff fluff
Tooth rotting fluff xoxoxo
Enjoy!
Ian's eyes fluttered open, the sunlight outside beaming in through the window. He groaned softly, stretching his shoulders and trying to wake up. "Hey.." he heard from his side. He looked down to his chest and saw a sight that made his stomach fill with butterflies. He saw Mickey, his head on Ians chest and arm resting on his stomach, cuddled up tight to the ginger. "Morning" he replied, nothing stronger than a whisper. As if talking too loud would scare the other off. He looked down realizing where his hands were. They were wrapped around the raven's waist. He rubbed mickey's sides soothingly and smiled at the shorter. "You're beautiful you know that, milkovich?" He mumbled. A smile worked its way onto Mickeys face and he snuggled impossibly closer into ians chest. "Shut the fuck up..."
"Im serious!" Ian laughed and kissed the top of mickey's head, lovingly. It was rare for them to have such soft and pure moments, but mornings were always the goldmine for them. He felt mickey's grip tighten on his stomach and ians heart melted in his chest. Looking at the small raven-haired boy cling to him still had a heartwarming effect on him even after the years they've been together in bed.
Mickey raised his head and sunk his teeth into ians neck, sucking slightly and leaving more love bites than previous. It wasnt an act of lust for him as much as one of possessiveness and passion. An act of love in mickey's eyes. He was simply marking what was his. Ian let out a groan and held his waist tighter, his hands fit so perfect on the others curves. Suddenly mickey jumped up and straddled the gingers hips, but ians hands kept their position on his waist. Ian looked up and smiled, "what you gunna ride me this early in the morning?" He chuckled and rolled his hips up to meet Mick's ass, teasing him. "mm nah. Too fucking tired" he laid down on top of ian, resting his hands in the red head's hair. He was basically smothering the poor boy but ian adored it, adored the few times mickey was comfortable enough to latch onto him like this, especially in the gallagher house where nobody knows how to knock. Mickey's face fell comfortably into the crook of ians neck, he shut his eyes and let Ian's hands wander around his body. They went under his shirt and he massaged his back slowly. He flipped them down to the bed again, laying side by side once more. Ian grabbed the blankets and covered their figures. Mickey looked up and brought one of his hands to Ian's cheek, they smiled. The boys slowly leaned in and lovingly kissed one another. It was soft and tender, no desire behind it.
"Thats a bit gay"
They separated quick and fearfully
"How long have you been up?"
Ian asked Carl, who was now sitting upright in his bed.
"Probably since.. i dunno.. 'GuNnA rIDe mE-"
Mickey got up and threw a pillow at carl
"You little shit-"
All Ian heard was his brothers fearful laughter and mickey chasing after him with a string of threats.
A perfect morning
First chapter done ahaha
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