what happens after

are you asking me out on a date? (PT1)

It's been 1 and 8 months since the happy gay couples let out their vows with each other, also some bumpy roads, lately, ever since mickey not working at the alibi, it's been hard for mickey to find a job to support the money income and well as much as he's trying to find a new job it has been rough, he's started a new job fully off his confidence, working as a construction worker, where there is no "violence" or drinks involved. and as for ian, he felt bad for his husband having to work in a whole new environment so he wanted to give mickey a break from working, just for a few hours, as well as its been a long time since mickey and ian having a date, where eating, fun, laughing is all shortened into a day.

ian wanted to do something special for mickey, go out for breakfast, go to a fair, have lunch, blah blah blah.. but he knew mickey wouldn't wanna deal with all that in a day and would most likely wanna stay doing "work" so ian just thinks of something simple and admirable at the same time, a classy dinner at a restaurant nearby the area, of course, he knew it was totally off mickeys rateare, definitely off the gay rateare for both of them, but he wanted to try something new with mickey, and if being a little too romantic and a little too "gay" then that was fine, he just wanted to spend a special moment with Mickey.

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morning, 6:56 am westside 

the alarm burst with ringing, as mickey slips through ians arms, he throws the alarm to the floor as his hand fails to press the "snooze" button, ian calmly wakes up beside mickey, squinting his eyes not getting used to the sun up this early, as he tugs on mickeys wrist pulling him into a deep cuddle, ians arms wrapped around mickey as mickeys nuzzling his head into ians chest, "Mm.. I wish we could stay like this forever.." ian smirks carefully shutting his eyes. "I know Gallagher, I know, but I need to get up for work.." mickey yawns in a sloppy worn-out voice, "five more minutes.." ian grunts as he pulls mickey in closer, "Nah, not this time Gallagher, I'm not getting late again from what you pulled last Thursday," mickey says as he jumps up, sitting on the side of the bed as he turns to grab ians thigh, rubbing it up and down as he softly gives it a playful slap.

"I'm heading to the shower, so if you need me you know where to find me." mickey winks as he walks out of the bedroom, as ian yawns leaning his head back, with a giant smirk on his face, as he catches a few more minutes of some sleep before mickeys get out of the shower, as he hears a sudden yell for help, "oi Gallagher! get down here now and help me take my clothes off!" mickey calls for the pale redhead, "I'm coming!" as ian yells back, jumping from off his bed to the bathroom, with the pleasing image of what's about to happen next.

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Mickey is sitting up on the stool on his, engaging in his phone, ian slides him a plate of cooked toast with scrambled eggs on the side, with 2 slices of bacon sitting perfectly on top of the toast, just how mickey likes it. ian reaches over the counter to kiss mickeys forehead, mickey ignored it and sighed, "what's gotten you all uneasy? didn't like the gift I gave you in the shower, huh?" ian questions as he grabs some scrambles eggs as he sprinkles it across his bread slice, "you can that's one reason." mickey glares at ian, giving him a small chuckle, ian rolls his eyes back, "I'm joking tough guy, at work, they accidentally skipped payday, so I don't get my paycheck until next week, meaning no cash coming in" mickey sighs. "what's bad about that? just wait next week?" ian glares straight back at mickey, "holy fuck, no, this job is a pain in the ass anyways, I might as well go back to stealing shit, or doing some criminal shit, easier and better money, win-win." mickey drops his phone down on the counter, leaving a hard slam, "you cant solve all your problems with crim-" ian was cut off, "yeah the fuck I can." mickey says, worn out, obviously worn out of working for the lousy job as well. "alright, mick, why don't you come home early and we have a nice dinner down the road, you get a break, and I get to spend time with you in return." ian states, making it seem more like a demand more than a question.. "are we teenagers or some shit? are really asking me out on a date. "mickey slightly grins, easing his shoulders, being less worked up than he was a second ago, "maybe I am, whats so wrong with that?" ian smirks, giving out a small little chuckle as he cleans up the dishes. mickey agrees, as they settle for tonight, ian giving him a small peck on the lips before mickeys sets off for work, "oi! remember we got a date!" ian runs out the door to call out to mickey who was just about to go  down the stairs, "yeah yeah!" mickey calls back, as ian leans against the door trim, as a smile comes across his face.

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thank you for reading! sorry, I didn't upload sooner, the school has been a massive pain lately, but part two will definitely take place somewhere tomorrow if I'm not drowning in homework! 

and let's just say, there will be a little guest next chapter.

hint: FIREFIGHTER