Trauma At Its Finest (Lip Gallagher X Male Reader)

Ch 13. Changing Sets

After being kicked out, Y/N quickly collects the millions of dollars he has hidden away, as well as his other equipment. Knowing he needs a new place to hide it, he puts the cash under the floorboards in his new house. Meanwhile, he places his weapons in his room, back under his bed. While the rest of the family knows about the weapons, they also know they shouldn't ask the new man of the house about it.

It's just two weeks before Lip gets out of rehab, and Y/N is counting the days left, ever since day one. As the time gets nearer, he feels more anxious, wondering what he's going to do about it. Thus, he tries to distract himself with everything but the current problem.

In the kitchen, no one is sitting at the table, despite it being morning. As Y/N waits, he makes some breakfast for them, as well as making a call.

"Я знаю, знаю, но запасной план идет хорошо. Нашел казино, которое поможет, так что о деньгах не беспокойся. У меня есть дом на мое имя, это помогает. Кроме того, я забочусь о шести людях, так что это будет выглядеть хорошо для меня." 'I know, I know, but the backup plan is going well. I found a casino that will help, so don't worry about the money. I have a house in my name, which helps. Also, I'm taking care of six people, so this will look good for me.'

"Просто не испытывай удачу. Тебе повезло в этот раз, но в следующий раз может не повезти. Выбирай свои битвы с умом, малыш." 'Just don't push your luck. You got lucky this time, but next time might not go your way. Choose your battles wisely, kiddo.'

"Я уже это делаю." 'I already am.' Y/N says with confidence. He hears someone going downstairs. "Мне нужно идти. Поговорим позже." 'I need to go. Talk to you later.'

With that, he closes the call. That's when he sees Debbie entering the kitchen, just waking up.

"Morning."

"Morning..." Debbie sits down at the table as Y/N puts a waffle on her plate. "Y/N, you're a guy. Why do they just ghost you for no reason?"

Y/N guesses this is about the lack of fee he gave to the whore he hired. "Modern dating sucks."

Debbie sighs. She grabs a fork and knife to dig in. "I wish I was a lesbian..."

"You are once you move to Lesbos." Y/N walks over to the stairs. He wants to make an announcement but misses three people. Well... four people. "Boys! Breakfast is done!"

As Y/N waits, one by one, the table gets filled. First with Liam, then with Carl, and finally, Ian. As they all eat, Y/N is waiting for one person. After Debbie is done, she wanted to stand up, but the new head of the house speaks up.

"Wait, I need to make an announcement."

"Well, can you just say it?" Debbie wonders, finding it obvious.

"We just need to wait for one guy..." As Y/N waits, everyone wonders what's going on.

Soon enough, Mickey enters the kitchen.

"Mornin'." He sits down next to Ian and gives him a peck on the cheek.

"Wait, is he the guy?" Ian asks.

"Yes. Now, we can begin." Y/N clears his throat. "Since Fiona left, you all know I'm the new head of the house. Because of this, I made some adjustments you need to... adjust yourself to." He remembers the countless hygiene problems he's had with the family and nagging them about it. "And because I know I haven't been the nicest, I've got some good news for everyone. Since Fiona is gone and... Lip's in rehab, we're going to change the rooms."