He heard he was out. After about a year in prison, he finally knew he was out. He should have caught on when all his kids starting wearing the gay Jesus merchandise again. It was time, time to move on. It was time for them to part ways, even though it's been over a year. He doesn't know why, but he still had some of Ian's stuff laying around his house. His old emt work books, his emt uniforms, cd's, movies, old pictures of them from the mall and their little dates, which where sadly framed. He stopped and picked up the framed picture of them making silly faces into the camera. He smiled to himself and placed it back in the box. He doesn't mean to be petty about all the pictures, but most of them where when they were just friends. He thought he should at least have some of them because Trevor himself, had framed ones in his living room.
He walked back into his room and got one last thing. It might be embarrassing for Ian, but he was the one who bought it. Because he didn't want "an old used cock" shoved in his ass. It was a regular silicone dildo. Nothing special about it. It was Ian's, or I guess the one Trevor would use on him. He grabbed it and placed it on the bottom of the box, below everything else. He covered the box with the lid and grabbed his car keys. Off to the Gallagher house.
"Did you find a movie yet?" Ian called from the kitchen. "You hear anything from the TV, smart one." Mickey responded while looking through the channels. "Dick." Ian said and rolled his eyes. Everyone was gone for the night. Sandy and Debbie went out for date night, Carl went to sleep over at Lips house, Liam was at a sleepover, and the married couple was home. Still they had one Gallagher in the house, Franny. She was already upstairs in her room sleeping. After a long day of Mickey chasing her at the park and eating ice cream she fell asleep in the car. They came home and Ian carried her into the room and she's been out ever since.
Ian came back into the living room and sat down on the couch. He passed Mickey a beer and he opened his coke. "Lightweight." Mickey mumbled as he opened his drink. Ian scoffed and looked at his husband, "Uh huh." He said as he gave Mickey a kiss. They settled on watching Child's play. As they watched the movie Ian heard the timer go off in the kitchen. "Pizza rolls are ready." He said and climbed off Mickey, who laid under him. Ian got up and began walking to the kitchen when someone knocked on the door. Mickey sat up and looked at the door. Ian stopped walking, "Its probably Carl, he probably forgot his keys again." He said and walked into the kitchen. Another knock came and Mickey got up. "How many damn times we gotta tell you, don't forget your...keys." he said as he opened the door. He looked at the man in front of him.
"Hey." Trevor greeted and Mickey stared at him. "Is Ian here?" He asked. Mickey stepped closer to the door. "Yeahs Ian's here, who the hell are you?" He asked. Trevor laughed awkwardly, "Uh can I talk to Ian? Just tell him its Trevor." Mickey just stared at him until he heard Ian's voice come closer to the door. "Who is it?" Ian asked and he stopped when he saw Trevor. "Hey Trev, what are you doing here?" He said while walking towards the door. Mickey moved out of the way and stood behind Ian. Trevor smiled, "I heard you were out for a while, I just wanted to come by and drop off some stuff you left at my house." He said and Ian nodded. "Oh okay, thanks." He said and Mickey cleared his throat. Ian looked at Mickey then Trevor. "Oh Mick this is Trevor, Trev this is Mickey, my husband." He introduced and Trevor smiled. "Oh wow, husband with Mickey, The Mickey." He said and Ian laughed. Mickey glared back at Trevor and looked at Ian, "I'm gonna get the food." He whispered and walked past Ian. He watched him walk away and then looked back at Trevor. "Thanks for stopping by Trev, it was nice to see you." Ian said as he grabbed the box from Trevor. "Yeah, it was." Trevor said and Ian began closing the door. "Hey Ian?" He called and the door opened again. Ian looked back at him, "I just wanted to say I considered us friends more than boyfriends, I'm sorry things ended the way they did." He said and laughed awkwardly. Ian smiled, "Yeah, me too." He said and closed the door. Trevor smiled to himself and walked back to his car, yeah they were more friends.
Ian closed the door and walked back into the living room with the box. Mickey was still in the kitchen, so he placed the box on the coffee table. He walked into kitchen and saw Mickey placing the pizza rolls on plates. Ian walked behind him and wrapped his arms around his waist. "Your little boyfriend leave?" Mickey asked and Ian laughed while kissing his neck. "Yeah, just came to drop off some stuff." He said and Mickey turned around. "How come you never told me about him, I thought there was just Caleb." Mickey asked. "I didn't think you'd care about it, I mean we were like friends more." Ian explained. "Did you fuck him?" He asked. "Mickey." Ian said and rolled his eyes. "Ian." Mickey said back and Ian smiled. "Yes, we fucked." Ian said and Mickey nodded. He grabbed the plates and walked back into the living room and left Ian alone.
Mickey walked back into the living room to see a huge box. "This all your shit?" Mickey asked Ian as he sat down with his plate. "Yeah, well most of it, guess he just kept some of it." Ian said as he entered the living room. Mickey picked up a picture, it was of Ian in a blue and grey shirt flipping the camera off. "Hey, he kept that." Ian said and took the picture from Mickeys hand. "We were out with his coworkers, I guess some work party." Ian said as he looked at the picture of himself. "Jesus." He said and through it back in the box. Mickey then pull out a picture of the two sitting at a restaurant. Smiling at each other at a booth. Mickey looked back at him and scoffed. "Is this another work party?" He asked as he placed the photo back. Ian giggled, "Fiona work party more like it." Ian said as he took a bite of his food. "You guys have a lot of shit in here." Mickey said as he slouched back into the couch.
"Is that what's bothering you?" Ian asked. "You've been acting a little weird ever since he come over." Ian said and Mickey scoffed. He looked back at Ian and smiled, "Kinda wish we did more shit together, you know, before." Mickey said as he broke his pizza roll in half. Ian got off from the couch and ran up the stairs. "Aye where you going?" Mickey yelled and got up, going after him. He could hear Ian in his old room, digging around. "Ian?" Mickey called out. "Hold on." Ian said while grabbing a box from under his bed. "What are you doing?" Mickey asked and laughed. Ian had a black box in his hands. "I have my own box." He said and they sat on the bed. He handed it to Mickey and he smiled. Mickey smiled back and opened the box. There was Mickeys old lighter. "That's where it went." Mickey said and Ian laughed. Next there was an old black shirt that Mickey used to wear. Mickey looked back at Ian and smiled. He dug around some more and came across some pictures. The first one was when he beat the shit out of Ned and they ran into an alley. This was after they had fucked face to face against a dumpster, how romantic. The second was Ian holding Mickey in a ballerina position, Iggy took that after he accidentally caught them. He really didn't care but they all decided to get some beers and after a couple, Mickey started dancing with Ian. Mickey laughed and then grabbed the next picture. It was a picture of Ian and Mandy, they were singing. Mickey remembers taking the picture because he wanted to catch them being dorks. Mickey looked at the picture of his sister, he really did miss her. The last picture was taken by Mandy. Svet thought it be a good idea to see how Yevgenys parent looked when he was small. She'd been starting a memory book for him. After Svet printed them out, she gave one to Ian. Mickey smiled at the pictures. "Shit we were young." He said and Ian laughed. Mickey put the pictures down and smiled at Ian. "See Milcovich, we did a lot a lot more." Ian said and kissed Mickey slowly.
