pretty boys || ian gallagher

four

TW: mentions of panic attacks and rape.

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"-she called me, and said that her dad was dead. so i went over, to make sure that she was okay." carlos took a sip of his water, "and i asked what i could do to cheer her up, and she said, and i quote "fuck me"." he made air quotes with his hands.

"and..?" kev asked, confused as to how it led to a panic attack

"i said no, because i would be taking advantage. but, she basically begged me. a-and i did, but now i feel like i took advantage of her. does this make me a sex offender?"

kev glanced between him and fiona, not sure of the answer, "no. i don't think it does. if she wanted to have sex, then you didn't rape her-"

"kev!" veronica exclaimed, "don't say that."

"hey, i'm being realistic."

"but, she was vulnerable. i took advantage of her-."

fiona sat next to him, "okay, you didn't take advantage of her, and you raped nobody. okay? you're not a rapist, or a sex offender. got it?"

"yeah" carlos nodded.

"you wanna come down to the bar today? instead of school."

"sure."

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kev passed the beer to tommy, "carlos is coming down soon. had a panic attack this morning."

"a panic attack? the fuck's that?"

kev chuckled, "when you're all stressed and you can't take it anymore so you panic.... i think."

the bar doors opened, veronica and carlos came walking in.

"yo."

"what is with you and 'yo' lately v? it's like you're some gangster now" carlos chuckled.

"shush. i say what i want."

carlos sat on the barstool, "got any paper, kev?"

"mhm" he hummed, spinning around to pass him a spare piece of paper he had, "there."

carlos pulled a pencil, and a box of charcoals from his pocket, "name someone we know."

"ian."

"okay."

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after around 4 hours, carlos was still drawing his ian picture, but had almost finished.

"you still doin' that shit?" asked tommy.

"mhm" he nodded, not looking up from the paper.

"lemme' see that," tommy snatched the paper from under carlos' hands. once he had looked at the paper, his face went from completely normal to shocked, "holy shit."

"it's not that good." he mumbled

kev looked over to the paper, while he was cleaning a glass, "you never seen his drawings before?"

"no."

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(420)
THIS IS REALLY BAD! sorry about how short this is but i low-key have no motivation to write at the moment.