Thin •Lip Gallagher•

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Rose laid in Ian's bed, staring blankly at Lips empty bunk.
His sheets bunched at the end of it with pillows askew.
The wooden door creaked open and Ian walked in with a sandwich cut in two halves.
"One half for you?"
Rose glanced at the slice and reached for it.
Lifting up the bread she looked what was in it and mentally counted calories.

She bit into it and chewed slowly, bread getting stuck to the roof of her mouth.
"Is it good, I didn't know what to put on it?"

"It's good, thank you."

They both finished their sandwiches and laid down.

"I know what he said by the way."
"Rose I'm sorry, he shouldn't talk about you like that."
"Ian, I love you" she turned to face him "you're the best friend I could ask for, you're as perfect as it gets."

The door opened abruptly and Lip stood in the frame.
"Rose we need to talk."
"You aren't talking to her."
"Ian I can handle this," she glared towards Lip," you aren't talking to me."

Ian smirked and suppressed a laugh.

"It's important," Lip tried reasoning.
"Sorry I'm too frail and bony to get up and talk to you right now."
"I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't have said that" she looked up and into his eyes.

"Yeah you shouldn't have but, you did and now you're facing the consequences" she winked and flipped back towards Ian.

"Please Rose, I'm sorry."

"Saying sorry isn't gonna change your behaviour or the fact that you said that, or told my business in the first place" she sighed and closed her eyes.
"So go fuck yourself Lip, cause I'm not doing that for you anymore."

The door slammed shut and the room was silent once more.
"So" the ginger boy began, "hows it going?"
"It's Saturday and I'm laying in your bed and I really want to smoke." He chuckled at his best friend and rolled over so his back was in her face.

"Eww I can smell your sweat get off me!"
Ian laughed and stayed in his spot on top, that is until Rose pinched his back.
"Shit, ow, stop!"
He rolled off the bed and stood up going to his dresser. "I was gonna get something for you but since you decided to pinch me I've changed my mind."

"No fair Gallagher, you smothered me first!"
He chuckled and turned back to her with a packed pipe in hand.

"Here you are darling," he handed it to her.

"Mwah," she blew him a kiss, "if you liked girls I'd snatch you up so quick." She jokingly whispered to him.
"We'd be the power couple of the Southside" he handed the pipe to her after hitting it twice.
"No no," she paused to light the weed," I'm to frail and bony to be powerful remember?"
Ian chuckled at her and grabbed the pipe again.

"Rose, you're perfect remember that" she looked at the ginger boy "no matter what you're perfect to me."
"Ian don't get all sappy on me, we just had our moment" she joked but he stilled looked at her with a somewhat serious face.

"It means a lot, I'm serious Ian."
He nods and smiles at her "glad I could make you smile again."