South Side Trash | Gallavich fanfiction.

Chapter 1

The worst part about living in the south side was the lack of jobs here. Especially when you got a criminal record and your family name is a dead word. Mickey walks towards the L as he spent another day searching for a legal way to earn money for his starting family. Mickey was exhausted and he couldn't wait to see Ian and Fayina again. Fayina was almost 3 now and she started speaking. Well, just some words like daddy and dog. She's very shy.

On the way home Mickey quickly stopped by the alibi. He knows he shouldn't be there but he just needed one drink and Ian won't be expecting him this soon anyway. He pushed the door open and Kev greeted him.

"Mickey! How's the job hunt?" He asked while Mickey sat down on his regular spot.

"Fuck off!" He said and sighed deep. Svetlana gave him a beer and Mickey nodded her way.

"How's orange boy and baby?" She asks still convinced Mickey is a terrible husband.

"Non of your damn business." He snaps not showing his weakness I front of her. Vee walked behind the bar towards Kevin. Mickey drank his beer and Svetlana moved on. Mickey set down his glass as Vee stood in front of him.

"How's Ian doing?" She asked talking softly.

"Okay, he's taking his meds and taking care of Fayina." The tough Milkovich cracked open and looked around.

"It's fucking hard finding a legal job here around. Fucking south side." Mickey cursed his father for living here while he took another sip of his beer.

"Hope you find something soon Mickey." Vee said walking away.

"You looking for a job?" A guy next to Mickey said. The guy was looking like a rich person. Was he fucking with the Milkovich or? He handed Mick a folder. Mickey took it and saw it was about street fighting not completely illegal but it was a good paying job.

"You look like a good fighter, give me a call if you wanna see the opportunities." Mickey nodded and gulped down the last of his beer. Vee took his glass as he finished.

"Refill?" She asked and Mickey shook his head.

"I'm heading home, see you later." Mickey said leaving some money on the bar and started walking home before it got too dark.

Mickey came home the folder burning in his jacket. He could do it you know. A manager and just fight people for money. He opened the front door and closed it softly. The pale boy got his jacket off and walked into the living room. It was only 6 and dinner was already on the table. Left over pizza from yesterday. Welcome to the south side.

"Gallagher!" Mickey called as he only saw Fayina in her feeding chair. She smiled brightly when she saw her dad and started giggling. Mickey smiled and looked around for Ian.

"Where's papa?" He asked and Fayina closed her eyes smiling. Mickey frowned and set Fayina down in her chair again. Mickey started looked in their room but didn't saw Ian. He opened the backdoor and saw Ian was smoking outside with his music ears in. The smaller one wrapped his arms around Ian, taking his cigarette and pulling his ears out.

"Hey you." Mickey said and kissed the taller one's shoulders.

"Hey, you found a job?" Ian asked he sounded tired and Mickey knew he was.

"Maybe, need to check it out tomorrow, what's for dinner chef Gallagher?" Mickey joked like he didn't know already slapping Ian's ass while taking a step back and giving Ian his cigarette back. He turned around and finally looked at the south side trash Ian had fallen for. Mickey saw the red head really was tired.

"Want to skip dinner and sleep?" Mickey asked in concerned and Ian shook his head.

"Let's just eat and go to bed." Ian said and Mickey nodded agreeing. They both walked in.