Forever Soulmates (Gallavich)

Please Just Hold Me...

Short summary
Morning after a magical night filled with celebratory fucking and Ian has hit a low, he just wants to lay around and do nothing, until Mickey comes in to their room to check on him. Seeing Ian in a slump just made him want to cuddle up to Ian and soothe him.

This chapter is most likely going to be sad, I wont lie to you man.

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Mickey was making breakfast for Ian before he wakes up. He knew how much Ian loved to wake up with the smell of waffles wafting through the rooms of their small apartment.

As he turned off the stove and slid the eggs onto plates, setting them down on the counter.

Mickey walked over to the coffee pot and poured Ian a cup. He put two spoons of sugar in, no cream, the way Ian liked it.

He carried it into the room, the sudden pressure of the room hitting him like a bullet. Ian was at a low he could tell, he could tell only by the way Ian was laying, the way he was breathing, and his breath sounding shallow and uneven.

"Ian, baby I made coffee, you okay baby?" Mickey says setting the coffee cup on the bedside table by Ian.

"Leave me alone..." Ian mutters out, his voice clearly hoarse. "You deserve better than me" he says, sounding deflated and broken.

Mickey sits down on the bed next to where Ian is curled up. He places his hand on Ian's shoulder and rubs his hand up and down. "Ian, you are the best thing that ever happened to me, without you my life would be meaningless, if I thought I deserved better I wouldnt have asked you to marry me last night" Mickey says in a soothing voice, trying to let Ian know that he was serious.

Ian looks up at Mickey with sad eyes, red from crying and nose runny.

"Ian baby.." Mickey says grabbing a tissue from the box and wiping under his nose before holding it up to his nose. "Blow for me Ian" he says maki g sure he sits Ian up. Ian huffs a bit before blowing his nose into the tissue that Mickey held up to his nose.

"Thank you sweetheart" Mickey says wiping the left over snot off of Ian's red nose and then tossing it into the trashcan by the bed. It was days like this that made Mickey glad Ian bought that stupid ass thing.

Mickey props pillows up behind Ian, before letting him slowly sink back into them. "Take your meds please Ian? For me?" Mickey asks before standing up and opening his medication bottles, carefully taking out each pill and handing them to Ian. As Ian puts the pills in his mouth Mickey hands him the coffee cup.

Ian takes a slow drink of the coffee before weakly handing the cup to Mickey. Mickey smiles and and sets the cup down. "I'm going to get you a plate of food and you're going to eat" Mickey says petting Ian's hair then walking to the kitchen to grab Ian a plate.

A loud crash sounds through the apartment causing Mickey to drop the plate back onto the counter and run into the bedroom, where the sound originated.

There lay Ian, curled up on the floor by the bed, but sobbing. Mickey rushes over and pulls Ian into his arms and strokes his hair. "Ian baby what happened?!" Mickey asks panic setting into his voice.

Ian looks at him with eyes full of tears. "Please" Ian manages to choke out voice full of fear.

"Please what baby? Talk to me, tell me what's wrong" Mickey says running his hands through Ian's red locks. Worry setting into his voice as he holds Ian closer and places a kiss on his forehead.

"Please... just hold me.." he manages to stammer out, weakly wrapping his arms around Mickey's shoulders.

"Baby, I need you to eat first, you can't take your pills without eating after" Mickey says with a sad voice.

He picks Ian up and sets him up on the bed. Ian looks up at Mickey and tries to force a weak smile but can't manage it.

Mickey walks into the kitchen and grabs the plate he previously dropped on the counter, thank God it was a plastic plate. He walks back into the room and sets the plate on Ian's lap. "Eat and then we can cuddle all day, I'm off today." Mickey says as he watches Ian take a small bite from his fork and chew it weakly.

Mickey let's out a smile and climbs into bed next to Ian. "Just a little more babe" he says sweetly "then we can cuddle" he chuckles lightly and watches as Ian eats a little bit more, then setting the plate on the side table.

Mickey pulls Ian into a close and tight embrace, laying down with him. He pulls Ian's head to his chest, knowing that his heartbeat soothes Ian.

Ian cuddles into Mickey and just stays there, breathing in his scent, listening to his heartbeat, and steadying his breathing. "I love you Ian" Mickey breathes out "I hope you know that" he says before kissing Ian's forehead and falling into a comfortable silence, holding Ian close and letting him drift into a comfortable sleep.

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I'm sorry if this was sad, I just don't want my story to just be sex.