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A/N: The idea for this kind of came out of the blue. After I received a very nice review for "Building Blocks, Macaroni & Cheese, and Nap Time" asking for a sequel, I decided that we could all use a little more Mickey and Liam. This fic takes place early during season three before the infamous 3.666 episode.

Out of the Mouth of Babes

Mickey tosses the cigarette aside as he goes up the stairs to the Gallagher's back door. It's nearly ten o'clock at night, but it's still hotter than balls out. Then again the city is in the midst of a terrible ass heat wave. Hopefully it's not too late to stop Gallagher from meeting up with him later.

"Fuck," Mickey mutters as he knocks loudly on the door. A couple of knocks later the door opens revealing the face of Gallagher's crazy as shit younger brother.

"Frank's not here," Carl says just before he goes to shut the door.

Mickey quickly puts his foot in the way, stopping the door from slamming in his face.

"Not looking for Frank."

The kid's interest is peaked as Carl opens the door further and squints up at Mickey. "Who you looking for?"

"Mick? What are you doing here?" A scantily clad and slightly confused Mandy asks as she's coming down the stairs with Lip following closely behind.

Mickey shakes his head when he sees their shared flushed and disheveled looks. Gross. He doesn't need to think what they were just doing. Luckily, for him the image is quickly replaced when he sees Ian standing in the entryway of the kitchen. He sends Mickey a smirk that instantly messes with Mickey's head. Yeah. That's a much better image to think about.

"Mick?" Mandy asks again.

Mickey looks away from Ian and back to his sister. "Yeah, um. That run in Kenosha was a bust. The old man is pissed. You prolly should stay out of his sight for the night."

Mandy nods her head and turns to Lip with a smile. "We can pick up where we left off."

Lip leans in and starts nibbling on his sister's ear. Nasty.

Mickey swears he can feel bile rising from his gut. Whether it's the old weed he smoked, the shots of Majorska he just had, or the sight of Mandy and Lip sucking off each other's faces. Whatever it is. He feels a little queasy.

"Ewwww!"

His sentiments exactly. Mickey can't help but chuckle when he sees the littlest Gallagher adamantly shaking his head. No doubt trying to get the nasty sight out of his young mind. Seeing something like that will mess the kid up. Well, more than he already is. Poor kid has enough strikes against him. With Frank as a father and crazy ass Monica as a mother. He doesn't need to see his ahole brother and Mandy suck each other's faces off in front of him.

Lip and Mandy pays the kid no mind as they continue to make the rest of them feel awkward as shit.

"Stopppp!" Liam says, hiding his face behind Ian's tall frame.

Finally, coming up for air the couple breaks a part. Lip turns to his younger brother. "What are you still doing up, big guy?"

"Well, someone was in our room so we couldn't put him down," Ian explains.

Lip smirks that shit eating grin of his. "Oh, that's right."

Man. He can't stand that smug asshole.

"Okay, buddy. Let's get you to bed." Ian says as he tries to lead the toddler towards the stairs.

But, the kid isn't having it. He's violently shaking his head and twisting away from his brother's grasp. "Noooo, Ian. Noooo."

"Come on, Liam. It's late. It's way past your bed time," Lip tries as he steps in to try and stop the inevitable melt down.

Liam seems to be as stubborn as his brother. He refuses to follow Ian towards the stairs as Ian calmly calls him. "Come on, Ian. I'll read you a bed time story."

While Ian is calm with the youngster, Lip is not. No doubt annoyed that Liam's meltdown is preventing him from spending some more quality time with Mandy. He's just about to pick the kid up when the toddler twists away and runs towards…

"Mickey!" Liam cries as he hurdles himself against the older boy.

Mickey instantly looks up at Ian in alarm. What. The. Fuck.

"Noooo, Mickey!" Liam cries, grasping Mickey's pantleg tightly.

"What the…." Mandy asks with confusion clearly in her voice.

"Noooo, bed!" Liam cries, wiping his runny nose on Mickey's pants. Gross.

Lip quickly jumps in and pries Liam's little fingers from Mickey as he picks up his brother and swings him into his arms.

"Noooo, Mickey!" Liam cries again as Lip takes the crying toddler upstairs and to bed.

Liam's crying is the only sound in the Gallagher kitchen.

Carl looks at Mickey, clearly perplexed at what he just witnessed. "How does Liam know you?"

Didn't Ian say the kid repeated third grade like twice? How the hell did he pick up on that? Fucking Gallagher's.

"Just from the neighborhood," Ian says as he attempts to do damage control. "Hey, you want to watch Texas Chainsaw?" The redhead asks Carl as he leads his younger brother towards the living room.

"Fiona said I couldn't watch it," Carl says wearily.

"Well, it's a good thing that she's not here then," Ian says.

"Awesome!" Carl says as he goes into the living room.

Ian turns around to look at Mickey and nods his head. He nods back. No words need to be said. They'll meet up later in their usual spot.

Before Mandy can ask what the hell just happened, Mickey turns and rushes out of the Gallagher house.

XXXXX

"Fucken- A, Gallagher. It's about damn time you showed up," Mickey curses when he finally spots the redhead making his way across the baseball field.

"Sorry," Ian says as he jogs towards Mickey. "I thought Carl would be asleep halfway through the movie. But, he lasted through the whole thing."

"Fiona's gonna beat your ass when she hears you let him watch that shit. Didn't he have crazy ass nightmares when you and Lip let him watch The Exorcist?" Mickey says as he hands Gallagher a beer.

Ian shakes his head. "Nah, that was Debs after watching Carrie. Besides, I figured letting him watch the movie was better than him asking more questions about how Liam knows you."

Mickey takes a sip of his own beer. "Yeah, what the fuck was that? The kid barely speaks. But, he says my name."

Ian smirks. "You should have seen your face. Fucking priceless."

"Yeah, well he just flings himself at me. What the hell was I supposed to do? I got his snot all over my pants!" Mickey says motioning to his pants.

Ian rolls his eyes.

"He's a walking sticky, snot rag," Mickey exclaims. "What do you guys do? Bathe him in maple syrup?"

Ian doesn't seem phased and just laughs. "He's not like that with many people."

He wants to be pissed. But, for some reason he's not. Maybe Gallagher's little brother is growing on him. "No?" Mickey asks lighting up a cigarette.

"Nope," Ian says taking the lit cigarette from Mickey. "You must have made quite the impression."

Mickey has only been around the rugrat a couple of times. Like when a frantic Fiona dropped the kid off with Ian at the Kash and Grab when she had to meet with Carl's principal. There were a couple of rare times when Ian actually got the house to himself. Well. Almost to himself. Liam was there. At first, Mickey was weary about being around the toddler. But, Ian quickly reassured him that the kid barely talks. That their secret was safe. And Ian was right about that. Well up until tonight at least. Before the kid's meltdown in the Gallagher's kitchen tonight all Mickey has heard the kid say was "no, nap, Ian, and play."

Mickey just hopes that tonight was a fluke. And that the kid hasn't turned into a chatterbox. Because if he does. Ian and he are screwed. And not in a good way.

And then there's Mandy. She clearly knows there's something more going on.

"Did Mandy say anything to you?" Mickey asks.

Ian shakes his head. "Nah, she went upstairs with Lip after he put Liam to bed."

"Thank fuck," Mickey says, letting out a loud belch.

"Are we done talking about our siblings now?" Ian asks, "I thought we came here to do something else besides talking about my brothers and your sister."

Mickey doesn't say anything and answers Ian instead by unzipping his pants.

Ian laughs as he does the same.

I always wanted to see a fic where Liam unknowingly outs Ian and Mickey's relationship. Well, I got tired of waiting and decided to write my own. I hope you all liked it! I really would love to write some more Mickey and Liam fics. What do you guys think?