About a week after me and Ian started dating ma found out and was over the moon about it. She insisted we have a big dinner of all of our favorite foods Ukranian and American. Which meant Ian and I taking a day off of school to cook everything while ma worked so she didn’t have to do it when she got home. “So your guy's 18th is coming up.” Ian signed while I needed the dough for galushki “I know, ma wants to do something big, and so does Mandy, but I don’t really want anything too crazy.” I signed with flour all over my hands while shaking my head. “You know your sister is going to want to do something like a sweet 16 since Terry is locked up again.” Ian shrugged with a small smile knowing my sister will want to go all out “yea I know I just don’t understand why.” I sign before reaching for his flour covered hand. “Ya know we could just go to my house and hangout while your sister goes crazy. But like only if you want” Ian said shyly “yea we can but you know Mandy will go crazy if we don’t stay for a bit at her party” I signed with a huff of laughter. He nods with a laugh of his own. His laugh is one of the few things that make me wish that I could hear. His laugh, my mother’s broken English, Fiona’s singing voice and most of all music. I really wish I could hear music and probably not for the reason you think. It’s not because everyone else can, It's because I want to play it. I know it sounds odd but my ma plays the piano which I’ve never heard but it feels like such a wonderful thing. I know she used to sing too but I don’t really know if she does anymore. Ian tells me when I talk it sounds beautiful but I highly doubt it. So I asked Mandy a few days ago and she told me she think I sound fine and that my voice is really deep and breathy. That my words are said extra slow. Them being said slow makes a lot of sense seeing as I can’t hear them and I want them to come out right. “Ian…” I say aloud “yea mick” Ian signs with teary eyes “did I say it right this time?” I sign nervous “you said it perfectly” Ian smiles. “I was wondering if maybe you’d like to spend the night and maybe instead of us sharing the living room we could sleep in my room…. Like in my bed…. together” I sign while biting my lip “I would love to Mickey but one condition.” he signs smiling yet again it seems like all he does is smile around me. I nod letting him know I’m paying attention “you have to kiss me… right here… right now” He signs laughing but it looks kinda like a giggle “deal but we need to wash our hands first.” I sign shaking my head at his adorableness. When we kissed it felt like I burst into flames, Ian threaded his hands through my hair while I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. I’m not sure how long it lasted but when we pulled back I was out of breath and Ian’s lips were red and puffy. Okay so our kiss kinda turned into a makeout but that’s not the point. The point is that it was amazing. And before you ask, no it wasn’t my first kiss, but it was the only first kiss that meant anything. It wasn’t more than five minutes later that Ian was sitting on my bed, me in his lap, and we were making out again. It’s safe to say this most likely will become a regular thing. Not that I mind in fact I would enjoy it very much. I know I’m making noise but Ian seems to enjoy it if the small smiles into the kisses go. I feel him making noises of his own and it makes me want to kiss him even more just to get those noises out of him. Not like I can hear him but it just feels good to feel the vibrations coming off his chest and neck. I pull away only to start kissing down his neck and across his chin. When I make it to the sensitive spot behind his ear I feel him let out a shaky breath on my shoulder. As I make my way around his chin and neck I mumble his name in between kisses. I roll my hips slightly just to see what his reaction would be. And I’m pleasantly surprised when he grabs my hips and starts to move them himself. Slowly I feel him harden underneath me. Ian pulls away before it can get too far knowing our relationship is still new and we don’t want to fuck it up by going into it to fast. After that fiasco we go back to making food for our dinner with ma and Mandy. Once we finish preparing the food and put each dish in the oven or cook it on the stove we end up playing video games until ma gets home around 4. Right as the pizza is done in the oven. Iggy walks in shortly after ma with Colin and Joey. All of them looking guilty kinda like ma caught them doing something they weren’t supposed to be doing. While Ian pulls the pizza outta the oven and I take the rest of the food of the warmers and start placing everything so everyone can grab what they like. Kinda like a buffet but homemade. Which is always better. Especially when your family knows how to cook.
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the deaf boy |gallavich|
FanfictionMickey is five when he meets his best friend Ian Gallagher. Mickey was born deaf and inspired Ian to become an asl interpreter later on in life. Ian learned asl at five so he could talk to his best friend. They eventually get together but how long i...