[ shimmying his butt, mickey scoots to the side, turning a little on his hip, arm laid out against the couch arm, as the other motions for ian to squeeze himself onto the cushions with him.
it does have a special of feeling, having ian step through the door, into a home they're sharing now. not just ian crashing at his place, or mick crashing at the gallagher house. their place. plus a couple more roommates maybe. ]
Freakin' nut. [ mickey's tattooed hand ruffles the ginger red of ian's hair, still so, so fond of the color, and gives the top of his head an affectionate kiss. ]
Tell you what. You get me some ben wa beads, I'll choke you a little, sound good?
[ they never got to fulfill that sex wish, before his dad came barging in like a fucking hurricane. ]
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it does have a special of feeling, having ian step through the door, into a home they're sharing now. not just ian crashing at his place, or mick crashing at the gallagher house. their place. plus a couple more roommates maybe. ]
Freakin' nut. [ mickey's tattooed hand ruffles the ginger red of ian's hair, still so, so fond of the color, and gives the top of his head an affectionate kiss. ]
Tell you what. You get me some ben wa beads, I'll choke you a little, sound good?
[ they never got to fulfill that sex wish, before his dad came barging in like a fucking hurricane. ]