ian woke up and immediately remembered what day it was. he hopped off the top bunk and climbed in with mickey on the bottom. mickey woke up and chuckled. 'am i gunna have to take it up the ass every morning?' he chuckled. ian smiled 'not today..well- not yet- i have something for you..' ian whispered as he kissed mickey neck, not to leave any marks. ian jumped out and grabbed something from his bed. mickey turned around and saw it.
'happy valentine's day' ian said, holding a shiv.
mickey jumped out and grabbed the shiv. 'man- thank you' he thanked. 'what did you get me?' ian asked. for once, mickey actually got him something. mickey climbed back into his bed and grabbed something. he came back out and showed it to ian. ian looked at it and smiled. 'you got lube with no smell?' he asked. 'i won't have to smell like a fuckin potato every morning' mickey laughed. 'and hey- if you don't use that fuckin lube i'll stab the tip of your cock with my new shiv.' mickey threatened.
the whole day, mickey and ian stuck with eachother as usual and an inmate that was not homophobic and actually gay himself commented on how cute they looked. ian said thanks and mickey looked disgusted. ian laughed and said 'he hates being called cute- it shatters his little 'south side piece of trash' look.' after ian and his new friend were done talking, they ended up outside on the yard. ian was lifting weights and mickey was just sitting there watching him, smirking. 'that's fuckin hot' mickey commented. ian laughed and put the weights down. 'say that again, cutie' ian said. mickey flipped him off and said, 'don't be such a sappy fuckin faggot when you fuck me alright?'
i'm gunna be a bitch and leave a cliffhanger
