Trauma At Its Finest (Lip Gallagher X Male Reader)

Ch 99. Packing Up

It's the last few days in the house. With empty boxes scattered around, the family is packing up. With help from the rest of their family, every precious item is being carefully stored away.

Back in the basement, Y/N and Lip are packing their things. As the Russian opens a drawer in a closet, he smiles softly. He looks back at his husband, holding tight latex and black shorts.

"Remember how great I looked in these?"

Lip looks back from the desk, smiling too. "I remember it very well."

Y/N places them into a box. He then pulls out another item they tried—though he still isn't entirely sure how it works.

"Remember... this thing?"

The blonde again looks over, frowning at the anal beads in the other man's hands. "I remember it very well too..." He says, sounding slightly grossed out.

That's when Kev, who has been visiting his brother with his family for the last few days, goes downstairs. While his brother is inspecting the sex toy, the older man smiles.

"I hope you used them a lot." Kev grins, clearly hoping the gift brought Y/N joy.

"I'm pretty sure I used them wrong..." Y/N says uncertainly, still staring at them. "Besides, I'm not really a fan of things that go into my ass. Aside from the... obvious."

Lip chuckles. He grabs a full box from the desk and heads toward the stairs. "Only thing that goes in that ass is me—and vice versa." He then goes upstairs.

Y/N continues looking uncertainly at the sex toy before turning back to Kev. "Here. Consider it a goodbye gift."

"Thanks, Y/N." Kev accepts the anal beads from his brother. "It is washed, right?"

"Yeah."

"I'll make sure to use it in your honor." Kev says, setting it aside before looking more serious. "So... you're almost leaving. How do you feel?"

Y/N shrugs. "Pretty alright. Looking forward to Ireland. Big house, big family. Like a dream come true."

By how cheerful he sounds, it rubs Kev the wrong way. After all, these are the last few days they'll spend together in America without visiting. They've done well staying in contact across different states, but across different countries?

"We never really had our Brother Hangout Day, since Vlad and everyone else stole it from us. You think we can hang out? Just us?" Kev asks gently.

Sensing how much Kev needs it, Y/N hums. "Sure. We can do anything you want."

This makes the older man feel a bit better.

Back in the living room, everyone is helping out. They make sure to pack up anything worth taking. Despite the looming tension, they try to have a good time—most of them, at least. Meanwhile, in the kitchen, there are two other people who help out.

"Why are we even here?" Mickey asks, standing in the kitchen and talking to his husband.

Ian, who is clearing the kitchen counter, looks back at him. "Because Lip is my brother, and I want to help him."

"Yeah, the guy whose husband you almost raped." Mickey says snarkily. "They hate you."

"Lip never said he hates me."

"He doesn't need to." Mickey responds. "Can we just leave? I've got better things to do."

Ian frowns at his husband. "Look, I'm trying to make the best of things, okay? I still want some sense of peace between us."