Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Shameless.
Rating: M for sexual references (plus possible future smut) and language.
Recently became slightly addicted to the US version of the show, and was tempted to write something.
SPOILER ALERT!: This story involves events That begin in the seventh episode of the first season. It may follow the shows storyline partially but I may and probably will make my own interpretations of things. Just be warned.
AKA, don't read if you plan on watching the show and don't want to have things spoiled. Also, don't assume that everything (or anything) I put down is canon.
Chapter 1
Ian walked in and lo and behold Mickey was out cold on his bed. He had come over here with the intention of sneaking up on Mickey and forcing him to give him back the gun via the threat of the tire iron he held in his hands. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that he would come across Mickey passed out on his bed.
Ian made his way over to Mickey and poked him a few times with the tire iron to wake him up. As Mickey got up he asked "What the fuck?"
Ian quickly stated "I want the gun back Mickey" as he brandished the tire iron to show Mickey who was in control of the situation.
"Gallagher?" Mickey asked as his eyes finally focused enough on the person before him and his brain finally processed the information. Ian could see confusion and a fair bit of surprise cross the other boy's features as he took in the situation. Before Mickey could try and do something or wake up more Ian forcefully said "The gun."
Mickey waved him off a little and said "Alright" as he reached towards his nightstand by his bed. Ian then did something that he would later describe as one of the most moronic moments of his life. He leaned in closer to Mickey and lowered his weapon. The next thing he knew Mickey had him pinned on the bed and he was swinging the tire iron in an attempt to hit Mickey. The best he could do however was hit the wall a few times before the tire iron was wrenched from his hands. The next minute or so consisted of Mickey and him throwing each other around the room in an attempt to overpower the other and regain control.
As their bodies collided over and over Ian couldn't help but notice the wiry strength of Mickey's body. With each grapple Ian was able to feel just a bit more of the other boy's body and each time a little jolt of lightning shot down his spine. By the time Mickey took control by pinning Ian to the bed and holding the tire iron over Ian both boys were sweating profusely, and had anyone looked, highly aroused.
Ian wasn't shocked that he had tented his pants. A hot boy had him pinned to a bed and had his crotch in Ian's face. What DID surprise him though was the look of lust on Ian's face and the object that appeared to be pulsating within Mickey's pants. If Ian didn't know better, he'd swear that Mickey was just as turned on by this as he was. This was proven to be true when the tire iron slipped from Mickey's hands and was quickly joined on the floor by his shirt.
At this point lust overcame both boys' reason and they quickly helped strip each other down to their birthday suits. Ian only began comprehending again as he slowly brought his-
"KASH!"
Ian flinched as Linda's piercing yell tore through the memory replaying itself in his head and brought him back to the present. He had been stocking shelves when he had begun remembering what had happened the other day. It was by far the more pleasant memory of the day, considering the only other thing of note had been his affair with Kash being found out by his wife Linda. Oddly enough she hadn't fired him on the spot or tried to castrate him for doing her husband. Instead she had just seemed resigned to the fact that her husband had other interests and that she couldn't change what he was. She had punched Ian, but considering the situation he had gotten off easy.
As Ian's mind refocused onto the here and now he saw Linda stalking towards him with a highly annoyed look on her face. When she was standing right in front of she said with a hint of suppressed rage "Where the hell is my husband? The two of you had better not have been screwing. I'm not pregnant yet so no fucking for you two. He has to save it for me."
Just from the look on her face Ian knew that he had better tell her the exact truth and then avoid any aftermath. He mentally went through what had been happening before his sexy daydream and responded with "I think stepped out back to grab something from the truck."
Linda peered into his eyes as if to check to see if he was lying and for a few moments made Ian wish he could crawl into a hole and hide. He could almost feel the accusations that where running through her head and wouldn't be surprised if she started ranting about him having fucked her husband. As the seconds ticked on however a bit of her anger seemed to leak out and for a second Ian thought he saw a dejected look in her eyes. It vanished as quickly as it appeared and was replaced by the usual touch of contained hostility. She waved at Ian to indicate he should keep working and briskly walked away without saying another word to Ian.
The truth was Ian didn't know where Kash had slipped off to. Relations between them had become stressed due to Linda finding out and from the fact that Ian himself was pulling back a bit. Ever since Mickey and him had slept together everything just felt, well, weird. Kash had been his first real boyfriend but at the same time he was a closeted man with a wife and kids. Somewhere deep down inside Ian had known it wouldn't work out even as he tried to get as much enjoyment out of it as he could. He had cared for Kash, but now it felt like a book in which had finished reading. It would always be there in his memories but it was finished.
As far as Ian knew Kash was still unaware of the fact that Mickey and he had been fucking. Even when Mickey came to the store Ian had made sure Kash would be gone for a while before drawing the other boy into the back and fucking his brains out. Despite these precautions though Ian knew that Kash could sense that something was up. Ian had been withdrawing from his former lover and was putting up emotional walls. Where once had been something akin to love was now something more professional spiced with a hint of shame. Shame from sleeping with a married man and then shame from having cheated on said married man with his worst tormentor. Ian knew that this was probably setting him up for a karmic style disaster but he just couldn't help himself. He was falling for Mickey but couldn't bring himself to finish off the tatters of his relationship with Kash.
Ian wished he could talk to someone about all of this, but who was there? Fiona was stretched to the limit with trying to take care of all of her 'kids', Lip was busy with Karen and probably would be stunned at the thought of the punk Mickey Milkovich being gay and therefore unable to offer advice, Mandy would kill him for sleeping with her brother despite them only dating as a cover and Frank, well, was Frank. Plus, only Lip and Mandy knew he was gay so what the hell was Ian to do? A large part of him wanted to tell Fiona and beg her for advice but he knew that it would be just one more thing to lay on her and Ian doubted she could take much more. His personal issues could be that last snowflake that sets off an avalanche and while he and Lip might be able to cope with Fiona losing it a bit the three youngest would be screwed.
While the majority of his brain was wrapped up in these thoughts the rest of him became aware of two people arguing in what they probably thought were whispers. As the whispers began to increase in volume and intensity Ian became aware that the owners' were Kash and Linda. From what he could make out the two were having quite the argument and the last thing he wanted to do was get involved. As such, he almost let out a sigh of relief when he heard Linda say "Ian, just go home. It's almost closing time and my good for nothing husband should be able to handle it."
Ian didn't wait to be told twice and high tailed it out of there as Linda turned her attention back onto Kash. He risked a glance back at them as he left to see that Linda had cornered Kash and was ranting at him. Kash gave him a pleading look and for a second Ian felt a tug on his heart and almost stayed behind. For a moment he truly considered staying. Some part of him knew that this was the defining moment of what was left of their relationship. If Ian stayed now he could salvage what was left of his love for Kash and stay with him and put Mickey behind him. If he did that though it would probably mean the end of Kash and Linda's marriage and the end of any shred of Linda's dignity. Kash's would soon follow and then Ian himself would be dragged down into the dark abyss of what had once been a marriage. Seeing that play through his head nudged him in the direction he thought he should take.
Ian looked for one second more at Kash's pleading face, shook his head slightly, and walked out of the store.
Author's note(s): Wow, haven't done this in forever and am probably a bit out of practice. Hope you guys enjoy reading and yes, I will keep writing this for a bit. Just sort of testing the waters with this first chapter.
