What if ?

Someone better

A loud knock was heard in the house. Waking up Mickey.

Whoever the fuck tought it was okay to wake him up at 5 am was a fuckface.
He tried to go back to sleep but the knocking just kept on going.

"Whoever you are, you made one stupid mistake to co...."

He stopped seeing Ian looking like a mess. His eyes red from the lack of sleep. His clothes were clearly the same he wore last night, plus a little bit of vodka smell.

"Hey, you're okay ?"

"Yea, but can I come in?" His eyes were looking down at the ground.

"What ? No ! What are you doing here ? It's fucking 5 am !" He asks surprised.

"I know, I'm sorry but I really wanna talk to you. And I promise you after that I'm not gonna bother you again. So ? Can I come in ?" He finally looks up to see a beautiful sleepy Mickey.

"Yea, okay, whatever." He caves. Like he always seems to do when it comes to Ian. Ian comes in the house and  sits on the right side of the couch. He secretly hopes that Mickey will sit right next to him. But he doesn't show he's dissapointed when Mickey decides to sits on the opposite end of the couch.

"So ? What do you want to talk about ?" Mickey arches his eyebrows in the way only a Milkovich can.

"Right..." He pauses thinking of how he wanted his apology to be like. Finally he bites the bullet. "I just wanted to tell you how sorry I am for leaving you like that."

"The first time or the second time ?"

"Both, but especially the first time, you were so good to me."

"You don't have to do that." Mickey wasn't sure if he was ready to have this talk.

"No, I do, I owe you that much."

"I just did what was right, as your boyfriend, you know ?"

"Yea, I know and I shit on that and that wasn't fair to you." He took a deep breath preparing himself for what he's about to say. "All the effort you did, like taking care of me when I was on my lowest, forgiving me for all the bullshits I pulled like the porn. And the fact that you came out in front of Terry. I never appreciated them like I should have, those were real sacrificies that you did, for me."

"Ian..."

"Anyway." Ian pretended he didn't hear him so that he could finish. "I also want you to know that you're a really great guy, and I know you don't believe it but you were the best boyfriend I ever had. I mean my other exes, they don't even come close to how great you were.  And that's why I'm gonna leave you alone from now on, you deserve to be free of me and find someone better, someone who can show you much they love you, like I never did."

"Thank you." Mickey couldn't believe what he just heard, no one ever talk to him like that, like they actually cared about him.

"And for your record you deserve better too and I know you may not believe it either."

Ian smiles.

"Anyway,  I think I'm gonna go." He stands from the couch. But Mickey grabed his wrist. Feeling Mickey's warmth Ian turns around, a questioning look on his face.

"Euh sorry but do you maybe, would want to stay here." Waiting for Ian answer's, Mickey feels himself starting to regret his question.

"I would love that." Ian smiles widely.

Ian felt good, Mickey and him spent the early morning watching the first Die Hard and getting high.

They decided it would be best if they would try to be friends since they didn't wanna lose each other.

But friends ? Ian wonderes if that could actually work. They've never been friends if he actually thinks about it, they went from accquaitances, to ennemies, to fuck buddies, to more and then to nothing.

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Hey sorry for the delay but I was on vacation so I spent some time with my family and all... But now I'm back better than ever. I already know how this story is gonna go so it should be a quick write.

And don't hesitate to tell me if I make any mistake, especially since English isn't my first language, I would appreciate you just more for that.