They were all exhausted. After doing some renovations to Lips house and eating dinner, they all decided to head home. Franny ended up falling asleep so Carl was carrying her. Sandy and Debbie walked behind him. Mickey walked along with Gemma and Amy, they talked about different nail polishes. Kev and Vee walked behind them holding each other. Ian walked behind them all, alone. Ian kicked a lonely soda can and closed his eyes. Everyone was already ahead. He was stressed. He knows he shouldn't be because it can trigger his bipolar, he doesn't need that on top of everything else. He looked up again to see he was alone. He closed his eyes again and leaned against the fence. Did Mickey really want to fuck other people? Did Mickey really want to have someone on the side? Ian couldn't blame him, after all the shit he put him through, he wouldn't blame him. "Hey." A voice said breaking him from his thoughts.
He looked up to see Vee. She smiled softly and he stared at her. "You okay love bug?" She asked and he smiled. "Yeah." He said and she tsked. "Mmhmm, boy, I've known you since you were a little sprout, I know somethings up." She said and he smiled. "I guess I didn't think this marriage shit would be hard." He said and he stood straight as they both started walking. "Yeah, it is, I mean, being fake married is hard." She said and Ian chuckled. "Yeah, it's just everything with the money and Mickey spending it, I guess it's just a lot." He said and she nodded. "You know Kevin does things I don't like or agree with and it makes me upset too." She said and Ian listened to her. "I mean I wish he would do everything I want and say but you know hon, that's not a marriage, it seems more of a prison." She said and Ian listened. "I mean you've been to prison, I bet you didn't like being told what to do, if me or you tell our husbands what to do all the time, don't you think it will make them feel trapped." She said and he nodded. "Yeah, I don't want Mickey to feel trapped, he doesn't deserve that." He said and she smiled. "Ian, you are a great husband, this thing you guys are going through is what all other married couples go through." She said and he nodded. "You guys will get over this, you guys will sweets, but only together." She said and he smiled.
They cut the corner and could see Mickey and Kev talking. "Talk to him sweets, only way is with communication." She said and they reached the Ball's fence. "Hey, there you are, was thinking you ran off from me." Kevin said and Vee giggled. "Yep, Ian had to chase me and convince me to come back." She teased and Kev laughed sarcastically. Ian and Mickey made eye contact but didn't say anything. "Okay, Goodnight." Vee said to Ian and hugged him. "Night." Ian whispered and hugged her. Mickey walked to the sidewalk and waved to Kev. Vee walked to the gate and kissed Kevin. "Girls inside?" She asked and he nodded. "'Mmmhm, outta curiosity, where would you run away too?" Kev asked as they walked up the stairs. "Go track down Fiona." She said and Kev laughed. Ian and Mickey began walking to the Gallagher's house, silently. Mickey opened the gate and Ian closed it. He jogged up the stairs and noticed Ian stopping at the steps. "You coming?" Mickey asked and Ian stared at the ground. "In a minute." He said and Mickey almost looked hurt. "Oh, alright, I'll be upstairs." He said and Ian nodded. Mickey watched Ian turn around and swallowed hard. He opened the door and Ian watched Mickey walk inside. Ian took a deep breath and sat on the steps. "Fuck." He whispered and rubbed his head. Communication is key. He needs to talk to Mickey but he knows Mickey was never good with talking. He needed to know what Mickey wanted and he needed to figure out what he wanted. He's his husband for crying out loud. Ian stayed outside longer than he needed. He sat there thinking, he got cold and ended up heading inside.
When he walked in it was quite and most of the light were off. He walked in the living room and saw a light on. He stopped when he noticed Mickey sitting on the couch. He pulled his phone out. It was almost 12 in the morning, he was outside longer than he thought. Mickey had a water and was staring at the wall. "Hey." Ian said and sat down by him. "You alright?" Ian asked and Mickey nodded. "Yeah." He said and stared at Ian. "You didn't come up after a while, sorta thought you left for a walk or something, but you were still outside." He said quietly and Ian smiled softly. "Didn't want to sit with me?" He asked and Mickey smiled. "Wanted to give you, uh, space, I guess." He said and took a sip of water. "Yeah, didn't know it was that long, figured you be asleep." Ian said and Mickey placed his water on the coffee table. He put his hands to the side and they brushed against Ian's. Ian smiled as their hands touched. "Can't sleep without you next to me, you know that." Mickey mumbled and Ian smiled. "What was that mumbles?" Ian teased and leaned closer to Mickey. Mickey smiled and leaned closer. They kissed softly and Ian smiled around Mickeys lips. "Mmmm." Mickey hummed and Ian moved on top of him. Mickey settled down on the couch. Ian dipped his head and kissed Mickeys lip, cheek, and chin. "Hey." Mickey called out and Ian stopped. Underneath Ian, Mickey raise his hips and began digging in his pocket. He sighed and pulled out the paper. "Here." He said softly and Ian moved on the side of the couch. He stared at Mickey and then opened the paper. He stomach dropped and his heart began racing as he opened the paper. He smiled as he read the "word".
Moonogameey
The word spelt in Mickeys crappy writing. Ian squinted his eyes and flipped the paper upside down, pretending he couldn't read it. Mickey caught on and smacked him. "Shut up." He said and Ian laughed. "Told you I spelt it wrong." He said and nestled closer to Ian. "Yeah." Ian said as he held the paper. "I don't know why I asked that." He said and Mickey smiled. "It's okay, I mean, it's better asking it instead of one of us doing something shitty to each other and getting hurt." He said and looked down and played with Ian's shirt. "Hey." Ian said noticing Mickey avoiding his eyes. "Listen to me." Ian said and Mickey looked up. "I don't want anyone or anything more than I want you." He said and Mickey smiled softly. "I've never wanted anything more than you, Mickey." Ian said and he could see Mickey blushing. "Okay sap, I get it." Mickey said and Ian shook his head. "Hey." He said as Mickey turned away to get up. They both sat up and Ian turned Mickey to face him. He softly held his neck and rubbed circles against his neck.
Mickey stared at Ian and Ian smiled. "You're smart, you're funny, you're beautiful." Ian said slowly, making sure Mickey took in every word. "You're kind, you're brave, and I love you so fucking much." Ian said and Mickey smiled. "You're a good person Mickey." He said and Mickey placed his hands on Ian's arms. "I love you too, Ian." He said softly and Ian smiled. "We'll figure this out, we can and we will." Ian said and Mickey nodded. "I'm not losing you anymore." Ian said and Mickey gasped softly and smiled. "Together." Mickey said and rubbed Ian's arms. "Together, always." He responded and Mickey hugged him. "Come on, lets go to sleep." Ian said and pulled away and stood up. He reached his hand out and Mickey took it. They walked up the steps together and entered their room. Ian left first and went to brush his teeth and then Mickey joined him. Ian glanced at Mickey and watched his husband brush his teeth and fix his hair. Yeah, they would get over this. They would figure shit out. Communication is key after all. They got this. After washing up they headed back to their room. Ian laid Mickey down and got on top of him. Ian pulled Mickeys shirt off and Mickey did the same to him. "How's the ass?" Ian asked and Mickey snorted. "Don't know if we can go anymore tonight." He said and Ian laughed. "Already wearing you out?" Ian asked and Mickey laughed. "No, just need some time, recovery." He said and Ian laughed. "Alright." He said and kissed Mickeys lips. He kissed his lips then moved down to his throat. He moved down and kissed the "Ian Galager" tattoo a couple of times. Mickey gasped softly at the kiss and touch. Ian kissed around the tattoo and Mickey quietly moaned. "Oh screw it, get in me."
