Ian has a nightmare that freaks him out, luckily his husband is there to calm him.
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"Fuck you Ian!" Mickey yelled. "Fuck you and fuck me for thinking this could actually work." Mickey added as he stormed into the closet. Ian had no idea what was going on. He stared at Mickey and watched him pack his clothes into a duffle bag. "Mickey where are you going?" Ian asked and suddenly he couldn't move. "I'm done Ian, I'm done with this, I'm done with us." Mickey responded and walked into their bathroom grabbing his toothbrush and toothpaste. "I'm done with you, I can't do this anymore." He said and grabbed his blanket and phone charger. "Mickey, I have no idea what you are mad about but whatever it is let's talk." Ian practically sobbed out. "Oh Ian you know exactly what I'm talking about." Mickey answered and Ian stood there, unable to move. "I loved you Ian, I really did." Mickey said and stared at his hand, looking at his ring. "Loved?" Ian asked and Mickey stared at him. He took the ring off and threw it on the bed. "Yeah, loved." Mickey said and began walking off. "Goodbye Ian." He said and slammed the door. Ian couldn't breathe he couldn't move. "Mickey, Mickey, Mickey!" He yelled and sobbed. Everything around him turned black. He screamed but no one could hear him.
Mickey moved to his side and continued sleeping. Ian started kicking and squirming. He moaned a bit and Mickey opened his eyes. He turned to Ian and saw that he was sweating, a lot. The night light entered their room and he saw it clearly. He moved and turned the lamp on. "Ian?" He called out but Ian laid still breathing hard. Back in Ian's dream he screamed and cried, nothing mattered. Mickey left him, he left him. "Ian." Mickey said and shook him. Ian shifted and continued breathing hard. "Ian come on man wake up." Mickey said and shook him harder. "Come on baby, wake up." Mickey added. He was never one for that nickname but it seemed right to say it. Ian twitched his head. "Mickey." He said and Mickey smiled. "Ian, please wake up, you're scaring me." He said and Ian squirmed. Mickey practically leaned over him and continued shaking him. "Come on baby, please." He said and felt sad, he wanted Ian. "Mickey." Ian said and fluttered his eyes. "Mickey, MICKEY!" Ian yelled and shot up, accidentally head butting Mickey in the head. "Fuck." Mickey groaned and Ian rubbed his head. "Ow." Ian groaned and looked at Mickey. Mickey rubbed his head and laughed. Ian laughed as well and finally relaxed. His breathing was under control and he sat up. "You okay?" Mickey asked and Ian nodded. "Did you have a nightmare or something?" Mickey asked and Ian nodded again. Ian eyes began to water as he remembered his dream. "Ian?" Mickey asked and Ian rocked back in forth holding his legs tears streaming down his face. "Hey, hey, it's okay, it's alright." Mickey practically cooed and wrapped his arms around Ian.
"It felt so real Mickey, I swear I thought it was real." Ian cried into Mickeys chest. "Hey it's alright, it was just a dream, what happened?" He asked and Ian sniffed. "I lost you." He said and held Mickey tighter. "I didn't know what I did wrong, I couldn't move, I couldn't stop you from leaving." He said as his breathing shuddered. "You told me you used to love me and then tossed your ring and left." He said and Mickey sighed. "I couldn't even chase after you, I couldn't do anything." Ian whimpered and Mickey held him tighter. "Ian look at me." Mickey said and Ian sniffed and moved away from Mickeys hold and stared at him. Mickey smiled and ruffled his hair. He wrapped his hand around his neck and pulled Ian close. He placed a gentle kiss on Ian and smiled. "I'm right here." He said and held Ian's face. He looked in his eyes. "I'm here, I'm not going anywhere, I love you more than you know." He said and Ian nodded. Another tear fell down Ian's cheek and Mickey wiped it. "It was just a bad dream, I love you okay?" He asked and Ian nodded. Mickey moved and wrapped his arms around Ian and hugged him. He moved into his lap and hugged Ian tighter. They stayed that way for a while, just hugging. Mickey moved back and kissed Ian's forehead. "Let's go to sleep." He said and Ian nodded. "I love you." Ian said and Mickey smiled. "I love you." He answered and kissed him again. Ian laid facing the wall and Mickey laid against Ian's back, holding him. He hugged his waist and they interlocked their fingers together. Mickey raised their hands together and kissed Ian's. Mickey usually was the smaller spoon but he supposed Ian could be this time. This one time he needed Mickey.
