Gallavich Fluff & Smut

Make Me Get High With Just One Touch

by: cantfuckinbelievethis
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Summary

Prompt: Okay so this thing has bugged me since forever, while Ian always appears so sexually confident and never lacks love interests on the show, our precious Mickey is the "dirtiest white boy in America" and what? Ian's not-much-of-a-choice boyfriend in the Southside? So can you maybe write something on this based on my wild thoughts below if you feel the same way? pretty please.

Prompt: Ian and Mickey are happily married, one day they get into a stupid fight and Ian bursts out "Yeah like you have men lining up to fuck you" to Mickey, but then might or might not be a coincidence, they keep running into Mickey's past sexual partners, including the one who popped his cherries, who are all surprisingly keen on rekindling a relationship with Mickey in one way or another.

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If there’s one thing Karen Jackson wouldn’t stand for, it was people saying anything about her best friend’s looks. They weren’t best friends for a long time, and even she had said some things about the way he smelt, but she ended up realising it was because of their shitty home situation. After she started dating Mandy — secretly, when they were fourteen — she had to sneak in and out of her room a lot. And one thing she noticed…Mickey Milkovich got a lot of ass. And he was gay, but mostly the ass thing. 

    He never brought any of his men home, but Karen once or twice caught him sleeping with his shirt off or almost was caught walking in on him in the shower. He had marks on his body — scratches, bites, hickeys. She knew they were men mainly because the marks were on his back. It could also be that time she was looking for some hidden weed in his room and came across his porno mags, but it was more the mark thing. 

    Anyway, she found out when they were seventeen that one of the guys he was fucking was Ian Gallagher. She had almost dated his brother, Lip, before she started going out with Mandy. She walked in on Mickey and Ian doing it right there on the couch one morning. When they were caught, the blood rushed from their faces and they looked terrified, even when they saw it was her. 

    All she did was scoff and say, ‘Yeah…I’m kinda here to fuck your sister, so…She in?’ 

    Ian made her swear not to tell anyone and she agreed, not really giving a shit who anyone was fucking. 

    Fast-forward eight years, and she and Mickey were best friends. Ian and Mickey were married, and she and Mandy decided they didn’t want to get married, so they just lived together. But, yeah, she hated when anyone ever said anything about Mickey’s appearance, which they usually did because Ian had always looked so much more clean and wholesome. Karen thought Mickey was better-looking, but she kinda had a leaning towards Milkoviches. 

    The one person she never expected to say anything about his appearance was his own husband, but when Mickey knocked on their door one night and asked if he could stay the night, he explained that he and Ian had gotten in a fight about Ian “innocently” flirting with someone and Ian ended up blurting out, ‘Just because you don’t have men lining up to fuck you’. 

    And Karen could only think one thing: Ian Gallagher was a dead man. 

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‘Karen, c’mon, this is fuckin’ stupid,’ Mickey complained, shifting awkwardly in his tight jeans that totally accentuated his bubble butt. ‘He probably didn’t mean it. I should just go home.’ 

    ‘No,’ Karen snapped. ‘Fuck Ian Gallagher. No, seriously, fuck him for sayin’ that shit to you. I know you got so much ass before his freckled one came along, and we’re going to show him that. So shut the fuck up and get your hot ass in there, would you?’