ALWAYS YOU - lip gallagher

004.

the gallagher's living room was full of life. fiona sat on the couch as all the siblings scrambled around the living room. the tv was on, everyone rushing to get everything around before whatever show for shark week they were watching.

steve ran into the living room, ian following him close behind him, "burger's comin' through!"

fiona turned her head to lip, "uh, lip. napkins?"

"i can get it," karen offered before lip shut her down, "oh no, no, no, you sit."

"one with ketchup," ian called out, debbie claiming it.

veronica walked in as ian and steve handed out everyone's burgers, taking hers and taking the seat next to fiona on the couch. she set down a pack of nutter butters, slapping carl's hand away. "ah, ah, ah. after you finish your shake and fries."

ian took his seat in the chair next to the one lip and karen were sitting in, serenity sitting on the floor by ian's chair, handing serenity her burger. "cheese and bacon, m'lady."

"why thank you good sir," she smiled, putting on a fake british accent, taking a bow like a proper english lady would.

veronica glanced over at karen, "who's this?"

"karen," lip spoke, taking a seat next to said girl, beer in his hand.

"hey karen. nice top," veronica said, "what size are you?"

before she could respond, fiona interrupted, turning up the tv, "shh! shut up!"

everyone leaned in a bit, getting a better look at the tv as they ate their burgers. it was a show talking about sacred family fishing grounds. the gallagher's sure did love their shark week.

everyone was watching intently, before the front door barged open. frank walked in, his nose covered in blood. the front of his shirt was also covered in his own blood. ren noticed that wasn't his shirt, it was ian's. "woah! you okay frank?" steve asked. frank ignoring him, making his way to the kitchen.

ian must have noticed this as well, because he got up from his spot on the chair, "hey," he said, walking closer to him, "is that my shirt?"

frank turned around, nodded his head, walking forward, making ian walk backwards, "yeah," he had a shit eating grin on his face.

"oh, i was just asking-," he started, sounding a bit panicked, before frank headbutted him in the face, ian falling back onto the coffee table.

everyone got up from their seats, instantly going to ian, "jesus!" fiona yelled. steve didn't go over to ian though, he went straight to frank.

"guy in the bar asked to pass it on."

ren quickly made her way to ian, holding the back of his head up. she looked down at him with a worried expression, "hey, ian, you okay?" she whispered. he just groaned in response. fiona went to his side, grabbing his hand, "jesus frank!"

steve grabbed frank by the collar of his shirt, ramming him into the wall, "what the fuck is wrong with you, frank! you're drunk, frank, you're drunk!"

frank let out a weak laugh, "this- this is drunk?"

fiona looked over at steve, "stop it, okay?"

"you want to see drunk?"

lip got up from his seat, holding debbie back from hitting frank with a frying pan.