what happens after

dinners ready

NOTE!

SLIGHT SMUT WARNING ??

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Ian was behind the kitchen counter, pulling out some carrots and dicing them up carefully for tonight's dinner, mickey was out running an errand in southside, ian had the tv on to fill up the apartment with noise, being in an apartment with no crying kids, with his siblings not fighting every second felt normal, and as much as he likes it being quiet, it felt uneasy to him saying the least, just as he's placing the unskinned chicken in the oven with the carrots sprinkled around the body of the dead, mickey comes barging in.

"hey mick, where were you?" ian questions as he places the chicken in the oven, closing the ovens door as he sets a timer, "catching up with iggy down at a bar" mickey blurts out as he takes off his coat and throws it onto the coat hanger close by the door. mickey walks over to ian as the smell of chicken and cooked up vegetables slowly passes by, "what are you cooking up for us, Gallagher?" mickey smirks, "just a chicken I bought down at the local market." ian smiles, as his hand moves down to mickeys bottom as he squeezes his ass playfully, "Mm.. i like the sound of that.." as he inhales the fuming smell filling up the room, "mhm, it should be done in 45 minutes, or at least around then." ian chuckles, looking down at mickey.

mickey pivots his finger around ians t shirt collar, biting his lower lip intensely, "so what do u wanna do in the mean time?" in a flirtatious voice, looking up at ian, making contact, as ian grabs mickey by the waist grabbing him and sitting him on the kitchen counter holding up mickeys weight. ians thumb caressing mickeys cheek, as ian gives mickey an open passionate kiss, as there spit mixes in together, their tongues fighting back and forth as there's no space between them left, as ian is between mickeys legs, slowly planting kisses down mickeys neck as mickey has his hands in ians hair, and ians hands massaging his mickeys waist. their bodies grinding against each other, mixing in so well, as if its a perfect match and each of them were a puzzle piece.

ian doesn't take long as his lips go back to smashing against mickeys plump lips, ians tongue exploring through mickeys mouth, "Mm.. Ian.." mickey lets out small murmur on the side, ian ran his teeth along mickeys jawline as ian smirks to the sound of mickey saying his name in such a tone he would love to remember, as ians member hardens to the sound of mickey, which was more like music to ians ears, it stokes up against mickeys as mickey lets out a small grasp in enjoyment. ian takes his hands off mickeys curves as he slips off his own shirt throwing it onto the smooth plank floor, as mickey does the same, as his shirt lands just on top of ians, as ian grins pushing him down onto the counter softly, as their bodies heat up against each other, mickeys back is leaned up against the cold counter marble as ian is kissing him from his neck to his v-line as you can hear mickey exhaling heavily, teasing him. ian brings mickey back up to his face as their eyes meet at one another, he grins as he gives mickey a long lasting kiss, passionate, but still giving off the energy as if they are both starving for each other, as ians hand travels the counter as he stops to find mickeys hand, they laced their fingers together as he brings the hands up in a pair, as he kisses is softly, as mickey smiles, face all heated up and red. 

"I love you gallagher" as ian looks directly at mickey and smiles softly, "love you more milkovich" mickey snorted with a smile on his face, as the timer goes off for the chicken.  "dinners ready, so get your ass off the table and lets eat." ian chuckles as he grabs some mittens to grab out the tray from the oven, "yes please" mickey grins.

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thank you for reading!

i think this one was quite a small chapter.. but I think it will do! hope you enjoy! new chapter will come soon :)

I will also spend tonight trying to make a cover for the book!! but just a warning it will look really boring or lazy due to me not having editing skills!