Set around season 3, Mickeys an ass and Ian gets fed up with him. An argument Mandy and lip had, but make it Gallavich.
He should be feeling this way, it's Ian. He should want Ian around more often, but the kid is kinda getting on his nerves. He's there to see Mandy but he also tries to talk to Mickey. He hears Mandy tell Ian she need to pee. He can hear Ian come down the hall and pop his head into his room. "Hey Mickey." He greets with his dopey smile. "Fuck you want?" Mickey asks annoyed. "Nothing, just wanted to see what your doing." Ian says while Mickey scoffs. "Yeah, don't." Mickey says while sitting up. "Jesus, what's your problem?" Ian scoffs. "Right now, you're my problem." Mickey says. "Excuse me?" Ian says wide eyes.
"What the hell are you even doing here?" He asks and Ian looks at him. "You wanna fuck shoot me a text, don't come in my room like we are friends." He says and Ian stares at him. "Don't come here to see Mandy when all you want to do is talk to me." He yells. "Christ, can you just fucking get out of here, leave." Mickey adds. "Seriously?" Ian asks. "Not everything's about you Mickey, fuck you for thinking it is." 'He says and walks away. Truth is, Ian was there to see Mandy. He wanted some girl with his best friend. He didn't even know Mickey was home until he got there.
Mickey watched Ian walk away, scoffing at what he said. Until he heard the front door slam he got up. He didn't want the kid to leave. "Where's Ian?" Mandy asks, Mickey looks at her but doesn't say anything. "What did you say to him?" She asks but Mickeys quiet. "Fuck Mickey." Mandy says as she goes back to her room, slamming her door. He didn't want Ian to go.
"It's Ian, I'm probably busy or just don't wanna answer, I'll get back to you later, bye." His voicemail says. "Fuck." Mickey says as he slams his phone on the table. He slips on his shoes and grabs his smokes. "The hell you want?" Mickey asked as he saw Mandy standing at his door way. "Lips gonna head over tonight, just wanted to give you a heads up." She said crossing her arms. "I'm going out, so house is yours." He says and she nods the turns away. Mickey in the living room when she calls his name. "What?" He asks while turning around. "Did Ian say why he left, he was kinda going through some shit." She says and Mickey frowns and shakes his head. "What kinda shit?" He asked and she raised her shoulders. "He would say, something about this guy he was seeing, what I've heard he sounds like a dick." She says and Mickey looks at her. Was Ian talking about him. Was he the dick. Right now he was, but he didn't mean it. He cares about Ian, probably one of the only people he care about. "I'm gonna go." Mickey says as he walks out the door and slams it.
Mickey didn't know where to go. He knows Ian's at home, but he doesn't know what to say. He wants Ian, he cars for him, a lot. He just doesn't know how to express it. It's a little cooler now and it's getting dark. He walks by the Kev and Vs house. Kevin is in the front unloading fireworks. "Hey Mickey." Kev greets and Mickey nods. "Jesus how much shit do you have?" Mickey asks as he picks up a box of sparklers. "Enough to pay some bills this summer and winter." Kev says as he hold a big pack of fireworks. "How much." Mickey asks as he looks at a pile of shower fireworks sitting on the side. "Those piece of shits are old, take em." Kev says but Mickey shakes his head. "Hey now, take them, I ain't selling those to some kid, I don't have the insurance." Kev says and walks up his stairs. Mickey smiles and grabs them, he sees a backpack in the ice cream truck so he empty's it and put the shower works in.
"Hey you alright?" Lip asks as Ian sits in the kitchen drinking a beer. Ian looks at him and nods. Everyone's out. Fiona's with Jimmy, Carl's with Frank, and Debbie took Liam to help babysit Hymie. "I'm your brother, I know when something's up." He says and Ian smiles. "You and Mickey?" Lip asks as he takes a sip from his beer. "I just don't like the way he treats me." Ian says and Lip nods. "I mean what can I expect it's Mickey fucking Milcovich." Ian says with a laugh. "I just wish he would not be so uptight with me, that he would relax." He says. "I just want him to be different around me." He adds and Lip clears his throat. "Look man, he's Mickey." He says and Ian stares up at him. "He's a fucking dick most of the time but, you know you both can't see it, but you are both different around each other." He says and Ian smiles. "He's different Ian, he just needs time." He adds. Ian knows that, he can't rush things. Even if things don't work out, he just glad he got to be with him. "Anyway, I'm heading over to Mandys." Lip says and Ian nods. "Catch you later man." Ian yells as Lip goes outside.
Lip puts a cigarette in his mouth and walks out the front door. "Shit." Lip says spooked at the sight of Mickey standing by their gate. "Hey Mickey." He says and walks down the steps. "Ian in there?" Mickey asks and Lip looks back at the door. "Yeah, in the kitchen, why?" He asks and Mickey scoffs. "None of your business." He says and Lip smirks. "Whatever you say, he's in there though." Lip says as he opens the gate. Mickey stares at the door and shakes his head, mumbling. "Aye." Lip calls and Mickey turns around. "Make shit right with my brother fuckhead." He yells and Mickey flips him off. Mickey rubs his eyes and curses under his breathe. He walks to the side of the house and goes to the back door. He doesn't want to go and knock, Ian might just slam the door on him. He sees some pebbles on the floor and decides to through them at the kitchen window.
Ian's coming back from the bathroom when he hears the tiny knocks. He washes his hands in the kitchen and he hears it again. "The fuck." He whispers and looks out the window. He sees Mickey with a bag and a handful of tiny pebbles. He opens the door and walks out. He looks down at Mickey who smiles. He closes the door and walks to edge of the steps. "Hey." Mickey greets but Ian says nothing. He just stares at him. Mickey feels himself get nervous. He doesn't know what to say. "Look man, when I said go I didn't mean you know, go." Mickey says but Ian just stands there. Mickey shakes his head and smiles. "I'm sorry, this was stupid." He says and turns to walk away. "I'm not a tool." Ian blurts out and Mickey turns around. Glad that Ian said something instead of standing there like a statue. He didn't mean for Ian to feel that way. He smiles as him and walks back. "I know." Mickey says and Ian looks down then back at him. "So you don't get to treat me like one." He says while playing with his hands. Mickey smiles, "I know." Mickeys says again. He takes his bag off and Ian looks at him. "Come down." Mickey says but Ian stays up there, a smile coming across his face. Mickey steps on the first step and looks around making sure no one is nearby. "Please." He whispers and holds out his hand. Ian looks down at his hand then him. He shakes his head and smiles, grabbing his hand. "Let's go blow shit up." Mickey says while holding Ian's hand. Ian smiles and they walk both walk happily to the El, hand in hand.
