what happens after

soft spot

hi

I know in their apartment they only have one bedroom which is ian and mickeys, but for this kid thing to work im going to add a bedroom (which would've been the guest room before) just for this storyline to work, so don't get confused and all that, this is just a feature I added.

mickey and ian went to visit amelia every day they could get with her, they didn't have to worry about her being adopted since obviously they got her before anyone else... but they will finally be able to give her a home when they get past the safety stage, to see if their apartment is safe enough for her... and here we are now.

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"shit mick! get up!" ian shoves mickey to give him a little wake-up call "shit man.. what time is it?" mickey groans as he rolls over to face the window while pulling the sheets right over his head... slowly sinking into the mattress "a person is supposed to come soon to check up on our house mick, I need to clean up" ian rolls his eyes as he gets up from his spot, mickey grumbles from under the sheets "isn't that in 2 hours? lay in bed with me" "no mick, what if we are missing things?" ian gets up in a rush to check the bedroom for anything dangerous or inappropriate. he kicks a large purple sex toy of some sort out of under their bed and put it in a storage box in their wardrobe "see! hurry up and get out of bed mick, this is serious!" ian yanks the bedsheets from off the bed to see a rather small man curled up from underneath.

"whatever," mickey hops out from out of his spot as he stretches himself for the day "you owe me" he rolls his eyes as he gets up to slide on some reasonable clothes, aswell did ian.

the bedroom was fully checked out, bedsheets were made, sex toys were put away and no cracks or dust were left behind, it was pure heaven. ian was running around the kitchen making sure no medicine was left out, including his meds and all knives were put away and far from the little girl they would soon have at their home, well... hopefully, "hows the living room?" ian yells across the house "it's doing good! found some coins left under the cushions!" mickey replies back, he pulls apart the whole couch and later puts it back together. the whole house was fully checked, they were sure they would be able to pass this test, they even had a guest room from before that they used for an office, the good thing is that it was big enough to be turned into a kids room.

"alright- I think we are all do-" both men heard a knock from the door.

"shit mick! they are early!" ian panics "calm your tits big guy, just act normal" mickey rolls his eyes as both men walk over to the door, mickey turns the knob and opens the door "hello, child inspector here... ian Gallagher and Mickey Milkovich, is it?" the woman asks as she puts out a friendly smile, "yes, that's us" ian chuckles awkwardly as the lady takes a step inside to take a look around the perimeter "seems very clean so far..." she walks around the living room as she looks down at her clipboard and back at her surroundings.

"says on the paper you're both married and south siders, have you both ever had some experience with a child?" the woman looks up at both men who stood there just watching her every move, mickey clears his throat as he nudges ian on the shoulder "yes, well sort of, my husband had a child a few years back and I have a younger brother who is pretty much is my child, I had to raise him with my other 2 siblings since our dad was a drunk and our mum had left" ian smile goes to the side as his palms start to sweat, maybe he went to little into detail.

"oh.. well what happened to your husband child?" the woman eyes narrow towards mickeys direction, mickeys turn to speak... "shit.." he mumbles under his breath while biting his bottom lip, picking the skin off "i... well I had got married to a woman and had a baby with her, I came out as gay, I still took big care of the child since she was busy half of the time, but one day she just left and took the baby with her" mickey grins slightly... "interesting, so you don't visit your ex-wife or your child?" she asks as her pen writes and writes against the paper pinned up against the clipboard "yes, I don't." "how come?" "she was very troubled and didn't think Chicago was a dream to her, so she moved" the woman nods her head and walks herself to the kitchen.

"very tidy, I like it, it's good so far... im very impressed" she smiles "good, mickey and I are really looking forward to raising a kid together, it's been a dream of ours since forever" ian chuckles "forever? how long have you guys known each other or been together?" she bends down to look under the counters, seeing if any sharps objects were left stood up, but again, these questions were getting boring "we've not each other since high school, since 3rd-grade" ian quirks a smile, he missed their high school years... where everything was amazing, having his first time, having those butterflies swarm his stomach when he saw mickey in his presence. he loved him. 

"so are you recent lovers?" she asks, "no, it was complicated way before, but it was surely worth the wait" mickey smiles, she shoots back up "well, the kitchen is clean, where's your bedroom?" mickey points down the hall as both men lead the way "wow, gorgeous view" she takes a look around, swiping her fingers across the floor, running her fingertips across their side tables "hm.." she takes some steps  towards the wardrobe "fuck mick.." ian bites his lip, he was scared about what was about to happen next, but thankfully nothing did, she looks above the wardrobe and walked back towards to door "alright, clear, bathroom?" 

the bathroom was clean, it was fully cleaned as so far so good, there were no complaints coming from the woman with all the power to say if they are worthy for a child or not, but then next was the guest room, or soon to be amelias room.

"im guessing this is the little girls' soon-to-be room?" the woman crooks up an eyebrow "yes, we keep it basic so once we are positive she's coming to stay with us then she can decorate it herself" ian smiles, he couldn't wait, and neither could mickey. "I think it's all clear here" she looks under the covers, under the bed, under the pictures and inside the dressers "one last question, what actually made you want to get a child" she turns over to look over to the men, ian runs his hand into mickeys and holds it tightly.

"it's hard to explain, I guess I've always had a soft spot for children, and mickey hasn't had a child ever since his son, Yevgeny, and I guess since when we were teenagers we never got the experience of happiness... so I want to try to start a family with him, so then he has no other way of escaping me this time" ian jokes around "well, since this place looks all good for a child, one last thing I would like to say is I hope your family will be good" she laughs, as she slides her pen over her ear poking through the other side of her hair.

the men walked the woman out of the building and made it back up to their apartment.

"I can't wait, mick"

 "Neither can I, ian"