Random OneShots

Honeyface

By: Depressedstressedlemonzest on Ao3

Gallavich

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"So what was prison like? Did you shank anyone?"

Mickey looked up at Carl who had asked the question, they were having a family dinner for once now that all the Mexicans had left and now that everyone else was chilling out. Fiona wasn't here anymore and Mickey found him oddly missing the eldest Gallagher.

Carl was grinning looking between Ian and Mickey expectantly waiting for an answer.

"Chester." Ian mumbled stabbing his lasagna with his fork.

"You shanked someone? You Mr. I-want-to-save-even-the-smallest-life-don't-hurt-the-spider-Gallagher?" Lip asked turning to Ian with a teasing grin.

"Didn't say I killed him." Ian muttered half rolling his eyes.

Mickey's eyebrows raised up at Ian's tone, then he looked over at Lip whose own brows furrowed.

As if he could feel their looks Ian scraped his chair back and rose, "bathroom." he muttered walking away from the table.

Carl looked at Mickey.

"We both shanked Chester, thought it would give us some solitary confinement, a little break away from each other. But Chester was just an old fuck who didn't want to get released."

Liam shook his head, "Why wouldn't he want to get released?"

Lip shrugged, "Some people are in prison so long they don't know how to live once they're out."

Mickey looked towards the stairs seeing Ian lingering at the bottom a moment before going up them.

He wordlessly slid his chair back and headed to Ian silently following as he climbed the stairs to the bathroom.

Mickey waited outside the bathroom door and he heard Ian washing his hands.

Mickey knocked gently on the door waiting until he heard Ian's "Hmm" that he opened it.

Ian had the medicine cabinet opened and he was looking through the med bottles.

"Doin okay?" Mickey asked leaning against the doorframe watching him.

"Just feelin... off, been needing a refill but haven't been able to get it yet and today it's all just," Ian mumbled waving his hand around his head.

Mickey's eyebrows rose on his forehead, Ian turned and placed his forehead against Mickey's shoulder.

Mickey didn't hesitate to wrap his arms around the tall redhead who held his heart, one hand weaving through Ian's hair.

"You wanna call it a night?" Mickey murmured gently.

"No I, we haven't had a real family dinner in so long, I wanna try and tough it out." Ian reasoned.

Mickey studied Ian's face, "If you feel like you need to take a minute, or even if you need to leave we'll go to the room."

Ian nodded and followed as Mickey led them back to the table.

When they sat back down Ian tried to be as into the conversation as he could, but under the table he kept reaching for Mickey.

"Ian? Did you hear Tami?" Debbie asked.

Ian blinked which told Mickey that he didn't hear Tami, and that he was a million miles away.

"Honeyface," Mickey murmured softly not paying attention when everyone at the table but Ian turned to gape at him.

Ian turned and rested his head on Mickey's shoulder, Mickey silently brought his hand up and cupped Ian's face, "let's go upstairs." Mickey hummed.

Ian nodded and sat up scooting his chair back not bothering to speak to his siblings as he headed out of the room.

"Thanks for dinner guys, sorry we gotta cut out. We're goin to go to the room. Please don't bug Ian." He asked giving a sweeping look to everyone at the table.

Everyone met him with a nod.

"Sure thing honeyface." Lip said smugly.

Mickey threw his middle finger up at the eldest Gallagher brother as he walked out of the room and up the stairs following Ian to their room.

Since Lip and Tami and the baby were in the RV they claimed the free room, which they definitely needed from time to time.

Ian was already lying in the bed, curled up on his side facing the wall.

Mickey slid into the bed and wrapped his arms around him, Ian rolled over and buried his face into Mickey's chest, breathing him in until he was lulled to sleep.