Gallavitch Oneshots

Please Come Back Soon

Original Author: https://archiveofourown.org/users/hlizzier23/pseuds/hlizzier23

Summary: A few months after the wedding Ian goes through a depressive episode. Mickey, being the loving husband he is takes care of Ian during this hard time.

Text:  It had been two days.

48 hours.

2,880 minutes since Ian last got out of bed.

It pained Mickey to see his husband like this. He wasn't sure why this was happening. I mean everything had been fine, amazing actually. They had been happily married for 8 months and were living the life they both dreamed of. Mickey and Ian both had good, steady jobs and were now the head of the Gallagher house. They didn't care that they were still living in the Gallagher house with all Ian's siblings. It's not like they had enough money to move even if they wanted to, but they honestly didn't care. Most of the time it was just Ian, Mickey, and Liam at home, because everyone else was doing who knows what. Mickey would never admit it, but he liked living this domestic life.

Everything was perfect, until it wasn't.

It was a chilly Thursday afternoon when Mickey got a call from Ian's boss. When he saw who was calling his heart dropped. He knew this could mean one thing and one thing only. Ian was either manic or depressed. He answered the call and the woman on the other end explained what was happening. Basically it seemed that Ian was falling into a depressive episode. Mickey sighed as he hung up the phone. "Shit," he whispered to himself. Ian's meds had been working great and he hadn't had any episodes since they had been back together. Well, there were a few here and there but he was able to get his meds back on track before it got too serious. Even though this sucked, Mickey knew Ian's meds were bound to go out of balance at some point.

Unfortunately Mickey wasn't able to leave work since none of his shithead co workers would cover for him. He tried explaining how serious this was to his boss, but the stuck up prick could care less. Luckily his shift was over in two hours and Lip was able to pick up Ian from work and watch him until Mickey got home.

On his walk from the L to the Gallagher house Mickey thought about the first time Ian was depressed. It felt like such a long time about, but at the same time he remembers it like it was yesterday. He remembers how worried he was. Before then Mickey had never heard of bi polar disorder or any kind of mental illness really. He remembers the look on the Gallagher siblings face. They knew this shit was serious. They tried telling Mickey Ian needed help, like immediately, but he wanted to take care of him himself. Yeah, it might have been selfish, but Mickey loved Ian and really thought he was doing what was best for him.

Tears were forming in his eyes as he reached the gate to the Gallagher house. He took one last drag of the cig he had been smoking and sighed. This was going to be a long hard few days. That didn't matter though. Him and Ian were married. It was Mickey's job to stay strong and help Ian get through this. No matter what they were going to get through this together.

Mickey scurried up the steps and opened the creaky door. He walked in to find Lip sitting on the couch next to Liam. They were watching something on the tv but Mickey didn't care to figure what it was. As Mickey walked in the booth looked over in Mickey's direction. For a second no one said anything. They just exchanged worried looks back and forth. Until finally Mickey broke the silence.

"Ian upstairs?"

"Yeah," Lip replied quietly and then began speaking again. "Got home a few hours ago, went upstairs and hasn't gotten out of bed since. I checked on him a few times, but he;s just been sleeping."

Mickey pinched the brim of his nose and nodded his head. He really appreciated that Lip was there to help Ian. Mickey didn't say anything else and quickly went upstairs. He stood on the doorway of Ian and his bedroom. It was dark and quiet. He could see Ian laying on his side, still in his work uniform, slowly breathing. Mickey couldn't tell if he was sleeping or not. After a few moments he quietly walked over to the side of the bed Ian was on. He placed his hand on Ian's warm cheek and bent down next to him. Mickey could now see that Ian was awake. His eyes were red and tears streamed down his face. The sight of this made Mickey want to break down, but he knew he had to stay strong. Ian already knew how much this hurt Mickey, but Mickey would never admit it to his face.