Gallavich Fluff & Smut

One Night Away From All the Madness

Author:

https://archiveofourown.org/users/unbrokengibberish/pseuds/unbrokengibberish

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unbrokengibberish
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Summary:

After finally getting regulated and dealing with all the shit and chaos, Ian decides that Mickey and him need to get away for a night, so he gets them a crappy motel, a box of pizza, and a six pack. And really what more could they need?

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Ian had been saving up money for weeks. He wanted to do something fun and special and different, so along with the money he was contributing to his meds (he had been told point blank that he wasn’t paying the full cost, because they were in this together, man) and the money he had been sneaking to Fiona to help pay for bills, he had just enough for a crappy motel room, pizza, and beer.

And really what more did two people need?

The only problem he had run into so far was how the fuck he was going to get Mickey to go to some hotel room with him? He knew Mickey would just argue and say they could fuck at home and save the money, but Ian was kind of tired of all the fucking people. Like he loved them all and it was really nice that they were so concerned about him, but he’d really just like to fuck his boyfriend without someone walking in (he really needed to apologize to Lip again, but asshole said he could take his bedroom. He really shouldn’t be walking into it without knocking.)

So on a particularly sticky, hot Wednesday afternoon, where he didn’t have to work that night or the next day, he was dragging Mickey out of the house with a hoard of complaints on the older man’s tongue.

“Mickey, Jesus, just shut the fuck up and trust me,” he said a little too loudly as he finally got Mickey in the front yard of the Gallagher house. They hadn’t even made it to the fence yet, and Mickey had probably asked him about twenty times where the fuck they were going. “Can’t I just surprise my boyfriend?”

Ian noted that Mickey didn’t even flinch at the word and Ian didn’t know if that was because he was used to it now or because he was just so distracted.

“Surprises ain’t really my thing, Gallagher. Why can’t you just tell me where we’re going?” Mickey huffed as Ian finally got him off of the Gallagher property and started walking in the direction of the hotel, motel, whatever. It wasn’t either of their houses and that’s all Ian wanted.

“I’m not gonna fucking tell you so you might as well shut the hell up and just follow me. I promise you won’t hate it,” Ian said with a mischievous smile and he knew that Mickey didn’t miss the way he didn’t say “you’ll love it.”

Fifteen minutes later they were standing in front of the run-down motel and Ian was pulling a key from his pocket with a smirk painted on his face.

“How fucking gay are you?” Mickey asked looking up at his boyfriend. Ian just barked out a laugh.

“If you think this is gay, you haven’t seen nothing yet,” Ian said. Mickey’s eyebrows raised a comic amount and Ian grabbed his hand and pulled him to the door of their room. As he was unlocking it, Mickey just stared at him. “What?”

“Why you doing this?” Mickey asked looking at the door confused.

“’Cause I want a night alone with my boyfriend without the possibility of one of our siblings walking in on us,” he said with a smirk. Then he leaned in real close to Mickey’s ear and whispered in a voice that was trying so hard to be sexy (and succeeding if you asked Mickey), “We can be naked the whole time.”