Forever Soulmates (Gallavich)

Emerald Fucking Eyes

Mickey Milkovich was no fucking sap, but when it came to Ian Gallagher he was different. He loved Ian with all his heart and every cell in his body. He would do anything for Ian.

Ian was his world and Mickey wanted him to know that. Mickey wanted Ian to know he was serious about being with Ian for his whole life.

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Mickey paced the floor of his and Ian's apartment while Mandy sat on the couch.

"What if he says no Mands?" Mickey blurts out as he runs a hand through his hair, the stress stabbing into him like a dagger.

"Mickey, calm down! He won't say no, he loves you!" Mandy exclaims trying to reassure Mickey so that he doesn't back down.

Mickeys sighs and nods before walking over to the fridge to grab a beer.

Mickey holds up a beer, a gesture to ask if Mandy wants one. She nods and he tosses a can over to her.

Mickey walks back over and sits on the couch with his sister.

"Are you sure he won't turn my proposal down?" Mickey asks cracking open his can and proceeding to take a big swig.

"Quit worrying Mick" she says as she grabs his hand, a small gesture she knew would calm him. His blue eyes softening as she runs her thumb over his. "I promise he won't turn you down Mickey" she says looking at him with sympathy in her eyes "he loves you."

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Ian walked into the livingroom, tired after a long evening full of calls. He trudged over and quietly plopped on the couch, he didnt want to wake up Mickey.

He slid off his work boots and propped his feet up on the table, after working for over six hour he just wanted to relax.

As he flips on the lamp on the side table Mickey walks out looking tired and groggy.

"That you Gallahger?" He asks as he walks over and sits down, cuddling up to Ian.

"Yeah its me" Ian says with chuckle, wrapping an arm around Mickey and pulling the older man closer. "Sorry I got home late, we had a lot more calls than normal" Ian says with a long sigh.

"Its alright, although you ruined my plans" Mickey said snuggling up to Ian's side. "You bitch" he mumbles as his eyes flutter closed.

"What were your plans then Mr.Bigshot?" Ian asks tickling Mickey's side lightly.

Mickey squirms out of his hold and quickly runs to grab something from the room they've shared for two years now.

As he jogs back into the living room Ian catches sight of a small velvet box. Tears instantly welling in his eyes as Mickey gets down on one knee.

"Ian Gallagher, the man of my dreams, I knew you were the one since the first day I met you, even if I was trying to kill you" Mickey said with a small laugh "I fell for those stupid freckles, that gorgeous red hair, and those emarald fucking eyes" he smiled. "So Ian Clayton Gallagher will you make me the happiest southside fucker in the world and marry me?" Mickey said with a chuckle.

Ian could only cry and nod pulling Mickey into a big hug as he sobbed into his shoulder.

"Don't get all sappy on me Gallagher!" Mickey said as he ran his hand up to Ian's ginger locks, running his hands through them softly.

"It's gonna be Milkovich" Ian sobbed out into Mickey's shoulder.

"Ah c'mon now, you don't want my shitty last name!" Mickey chuckled and pulled away from Ian's tight embrace.

"Well why not?" Ian asked before grabbing Mickeys hands and rubbing his thumb over Mickey's tattooed knuckles.

"Cuz Gallagher, how will I get used to moaning Milkovich while you're on me?" Mickey asks suddenly straddling Ian on the couch.

"Fuck if I know" Ian says, lust lingering in his voice. "All I know is you don't moan my last name during sex" Ian says before placing his hands on Mickey's hip.

Mickey rolls his eyes and climbs off. "Fuck you Gallahger" he mutters as he settles himself on the couch beside Ian.

"I know you want to, but we can't if you're all grumpy" Ian shoots back at his now fiancé.

Mickey snorts out a laugh before looking at Ian. "I mean I'd rather have you fuck me Firecrotch, but if you can't handle me being grumpy than I'm going to bed" Mickey says as he gets off the couch and starts walking back to their bedroom.

Before Mickey can even get far from the couch Ian grabs his wrist and pulls him back onto his lap. "I never said I couldn't handle you being grumpy" Ian whispers in his ear before grinding up on Mickey.

Leaving Mickey biting his lip....