Gallavich Fluff & Smut

chapter 6 ~ his mickey

Mickey was panting. He had ran at least three miles for no fucking reason. He woke up with millions of thoughts about Ian.

Ian's smiles, Ian's hair, Ian's eyes, Ian's voice, Ian's moan and groans.

Everything about Ian. So he decided to go for a light jog. After about 15 minutes Mickey understood why Ian would do this, it was therapeutic in a way. The way the air hit his skin was exactly what he needed.

After running from what some would call his 'problems' he decided to go back home.

When he got back Mandy looked at him like he was crazy.
"You've never been the morning jog type," she says as she pours Mickey a cup of coffee.

"I've decided to get back in shape," he shrugged. He takes the cup from her with a 'Thanks.'

"You ever think about going to see Ian? Since you've been here," Mandy says, in a way she's 'starting conversation'.

"Fuck no," Mickey says quickly. "Why?"

"Just askin'."

"You never just ask," he says drinking the warm coffee in his cup.

"You miss Ian, but you don't want to visit him?"

"Last week it was 'Fuck the Gallaghers' now you want me to go and visit one?" It officially didn't add up to Mickey.

"Lip-"

"Of fucking course. If you want to go see Lip, go see him. That's none of my business."

"Lip reached out to me-"

"Mandy. It's none of my business. You don't have to tell me, you're an adult. Do whatever floats your fucking boats," Mickey said shrugging it off.

"He reached out to me about Ian," Mandy said as Mickey gave her a long look.

"That's none of my business," he wanted to know what about. He wanted to know why Lip was reaching out to Mandy about Ian.

"Yeah it is Mick."

"No it's not. I don't want to hear about it. I'm gonna go take a shower," Mickey said, getting up from the chair he was sitting on. He took his cup of coffee with him to his room and he closed the door.