Gallavich one shot :)

I don't really hate you- part 2

Part two!!!
Two months later...
"Fuck Mickey," Ian groaned as he felt the pleasure getting ripped from his body as he spazzed his load inside of Mickey.
"Man, that was good."
"Tell me about it; I think you broke my dick," Ian joked as Mickey smirked.
"What about my ass?! It's worn out."
"Then I think we'll have to fix it for the next round." Ian smirked, climbing on top of Mickey and kissing his neck.
"Not so fast, lover boy; I gotta get to work. Andrew said he'd pick me up."
"Do you have too?" Ian groaned, continuing with his previous activity.
"Yes unfortunately"
"I'd rather spend my day with you."
"I know," Mickey softly said, "me too," before bringing Ian close for a kiss.
"I'll see you later, alright?" Ian nodded as Mickey kissed his cheek softly and moved to get dressed, and in no time he was outside of the room, leaving Ian behind. He then got up from bed and made his way to the kitchen to get breakfast started as his phone started to ring with a FaceTime call.
"Hey Mia"
"Hey, what are you doing today? Wanna get some lunch later?"
"Sure, wanna meet up at Lobster?"
"See you there; do you need me to pick you up?"
"Nah, I'll meet you there."
"Alright," she replied. He then moved his phone and put it against the window, waving goodbye to her.
"Wait, who were you with?" She started, but got cut off by him, ending the call. Ian sighed. He wished he could tell someone about his and Mickey's sort of relationship/fuck buddy situation. Yet, due to their history, they would have to keep their hands to themselves.
Ten years ago...
Mickey opened the door to his new dorm room, seeing three beds in the middle of the room waiting to be chosen by him and his roommates. Ian and Andrew. He had met Ian before; he was in the same calculus class as him, and he didn't like him. He was very cocky, this type of guy who said,Look at me, I know this! I know that!' Bullshit. Except for his looks, that guy didn't have much to offer. Another douche bag that he met along the way. Andrew was different; he was much more nice than Ian and very friendly. It was something else about Ian for him; he couldn't put his finger on it, but there was a weird feeling in his gut every time he looked at him or even passed him by. He just hoped that this feeling would go away eventually.

Back to the present...
Ian was sitting on his couch scrolling through the channels, trying to find something to watch before he needed to meet up with Mia, as his phone beeped for a message.

Mick: Hungry?
Ian: What are you suggesting, Milkovich? Because I'm up for a certain kind of food.
Mick: Horney buster
Mick: I meant actual food.
Ian: But I prefer your ass more.
Mick:Laterr dummy
Mick: I'm picking us some Chinese food. Does it sound good?
Ian: No!!!
Mick: no?
Ian: Yes to Chinese and no to right now.
Ian: I'm meeting with Mia in half an hour at Lobster for lunch.
Ian: How about tonight? You can stay the night, and I'd eat you dinner😋
Mickey: I'll be there.
Ian: good

Ian quickly put his phone down as he felt himself getting more distracted with texting Mickey, so he didn't notice the time. He was 10 minutes away from being late. He quickly pulled on whatever clean clothes he found on the floor and combed his hair back in the way Mickey said that was sexy on him.
Only the thought of his dinner date with Mickey later made his tummy gurgle with butterlies of all kinds. Some were just excited, and some were nervous. Up until now, he had never been on a date with a man, and the idea of going on made him walk on pins and needles. He gathered his wallet and coat in hand and made his way to the subway.
He arrived a couple minutes later, thanking God that he chose a location close to his living area.
"Over here, Chife!" Mia called, vawing towards him, still dressed in her scrubs from her shift at the hospital.
"Hey, how?" he started, but was cut off by her.
"Who the hell did you sleep with a mosquito?!" she called, covering her mouth with her hand.
"Good to see you too, Mimi," he smiled back, hugging her.
"Yeah, sure. Dude, what the fuck are you dating? Is it someone I know?"
"I won't answer that," he smirked, sitting down as he saw Jade and Lyla make their way from the manager's office.
"Holy Molly, what the hell is Gallagher?" Jade called, running to him and observing his neck and collarbone.
"He won't say who he is dating," Mia said, crossing her arms against her chest.
"Carla, can you get us four bloddy merry?" Jade asked as Carla nodded, moving to get her boss's request.
"Speel the tea. Gallagher, who is she?" Lyla called as the three girls crossed their arms around their chests, giving him the mom look as he looked down, a bit ashamed that they had somehow assumed he was seeing a girl.
"Are they not a girl?" Jade asked softly as he nodded, tears streaming down his face. "Oh, boo," she smiled, standing up with the two girls and hugging him.
"Can we meet him?" he asked, shaking his head.
"Why not?" Mia asked.
"He is not out to anyone or himself."
"Oh," the girls said in unison.
"Do you like him?"
"I think I'm in love with him," he replied, shyly smiling as he raised his head to look at the girls.
"Does he know?" Jade asked as he shook his head.
"When are you meeting him again?" Lyla said
"Tonight"
"Then you need to tell him! He needs to know how serious you are about this, and let us meet him to give the final approval. We'll keep Mickey away from that so you two won't rip each other off"
"Right," he replied, nodding