Thick and Thin

Chapter 2

Mickey and Ian are lying in Ian's bed just staring at each other. Naked and sweaty from their previous activity. Mickey's got one arm wrapped around Ian the other underneath the pillow. Mickey speaks up first.

"So, you gonna tell me what brought up that whole fucking attempt at a breakup?"

"I had a fresh pile of Monica's bullshit rattling around in my head." Ian says quietly.

"Since when do you listen to Monica? What'd she say?"

"The gist of it?, that I needed to find someone that accepted me and loved me for me. Someone that doesn't look at me like their heart breaks every time. I wasn't sure if that someone was you, but now I think I am." Ian explains.

"How would she know if I'm not that someone? She's never even fucking met me. She doesn't know my feelings towards you." Mickey's eyebrows shoot up as he speaks.

"Look at you, actually letting out your feelings for once."

"Hey, don't be a dick. I want you to know how I fucking feel for you okay."

"What happened to not getting to blurt out how you feel every minute?" Ian asks thinking back to their past.

"You remember that?"

"Yeah, you broke my heart that day Mick."

"And you broke mine the next when you left." Mickey says softly. "I also wasn't out then, so I figure what the fuck do I have to lose for showing my feelings for you now."

After a pause, "You serious about that marrying me thing?" Ian whispers.

"Course' like I said if that's what it takes."

"If that's a proposal then my answers yes." Ian kissed Mickey's cheek.

"Yeah? I guess it was a fucking proposal then."

"So we're gonna get married?"

"Well not now but eventually."

"You know, we could pull a Gus and Fiona." Ian smirks.

"I'm not nearly drunk enough to elope."

"Then I'll get you drunk."

"Bump in the road, Svet." Mickey sighs.

"Oh right."

"Look, lets just go to sleep okay?"

Ian nods and cuddles closer to Mickey who snuggles into his chest. Their breathing starts to steady as they drift off.

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Mickey wakes up first and slowly gets out of bed, careful not to wake Ian. He pulls on a T-Shirt and a pair of boxers then makes his way downstairs. Fiona's already in the kitchen making breakfast for the kids before school. She looks up and smirks at Mickey.

"I assume Sammi didn't get a shot in since you're standing in front of me in your boxers half asleep." Fiona smirks.

"Nah the fucking cops dragged her away before she could." He informs her as he sits at the counter.

"Damn really?" Mickey nods as Fiona puts a plate of eggs and dry toast in front of him. "Huh, nice hickey." She comments just as Ian comes tumbling down the stairs.

He wraps his arms around Mickey from behind and kisses his cheek. "A work of art isn't it." He replies to Fiona's comment.

She just shakes her head and hands Ian his plate of food as he gets two cups of coffee. He sits down next to Mickey at the counter and puts one of the cups in front of him. It's quiet for a while before Fiona speaks again.

"So you were with Monica, how is she?" She asks Ian.

"She's Monica, crazier than me and fucking a teenage meth dealer."

"Hmm, sounds like her."

Ian gives some sort of grunt of agreement and continues to eat his breakfast. When he finishes up he stands and puts his dishes in the sink.

"I'm gonna go get dressed." he says as he starts making his way up the stairs.

Fiona sees this as an opportunity to talk to Mickey for once.

"He take his meds today?" She asks and Mickey looks up from his food with raised eyebrows.

"No, that's his decision, not mine and not yours."

"He needs to take his meds."

"I know he should be, but he's trying to figure out how to deal with this mental fucking illness just like the rest of us. More of the weights on him. Just let him be." Mickey doesn't exactly snap his tone is calm but has a bite to it.

Fiona's at a loss for words replies with a simple "Okay,.. come here."

Mickey looks at her for a second before standing and walking towards her. She wraps her arms around him and it takes him a second to hug back.

"You're good for him, at first I didn't think you were but you are. Just don't hurt him okay?" She whispers.

"If anything he'll hurt me." Fiona nods in response and pulls away.

"Alright, I gotta go to work can you and Ian give the kids their breakfast when they come down?" She asks as she moves towards the back door to get her coat.

"Yeah." he replies just as Ian makes his way down the stairs.

Fiona kisses Ian's cheek goodbye and makes her way out the door. Ian sits back down at the counter with another cup of coffee. Before Mickey can sit beside him there's a knock at the front door. Mickey mumbles an "I'll get it." before making his way over and swinging the door open. He's surprised to see Svetlana on the other side with Yevgeny on her hip. In front of her is his stroller with a diaper bag in the seat.

"You and Carrot Boy watch Yevgeny for weekend I must go." She kisses Yev's head, hands him to Mickey then shoves the stroller into the house then turns around.

"What the fuck?" Mickey's yells after her as she's walking away.

"Don't let Carrot Boy steal baby again or I call cops."

Mickey just sighs and brings everything inside. He puts the stroller in the living room and walks into the kitchen with Yevgeny.

"Looks like we have a house guest for the weekend." Mickey says to get Ian's attention.

Ian looks up at him and beams quickly standing to take Yevgeny into his arms.

(A/N: Another chapter but still no promises this story will go very far, xoacidicblood)