Ian had been getting better everyday but he still had no luck when it came to his memory but having Doctor Milkovich was really helping him. Mickey was still coming to see him at night and even on his days off and he was bringing all the different things that Ian couldn't remember. He brought him cupcakes, coffee, red vines, music, god Ian couldn't even remember music and he gave Ian pizza, therefore Ian will always be in his debt because as Ian now knows pizza is awesome. Mickey won't let him have beer though, so Mickey loses brownie points.
Mickey had taken Ian out into the courtyard of the hospital one afternoon, Ian was starting to go stir crazy. "All I'm saying doc is that they need to repaint, that pale blue is just depressing" Ian said chuckling "It's a hospital, what colour do you think it should be? purple?" Mickey laughed "No but maybe something that doesn't make me want to slit my wrists" Ian stopped talking when he saw Mickey's heartbroken expression "I was just joking, doc" Ian said reaching over a touching Mickey's leg "What yeah I know it's nothing, forget it" Mickey said looking away from Ian "Hey, c'mon you can talk to me okay" Ian said gently "My mom, just that's how she uh died" Mickey said quietly "Oh God I'm sorry I didn't me- Hey it's fine anyway it was a long time ago, now Mr. Hero anything new on the memory front" Mickey interrupted him "Me, I'm no hero" Ian said lightly "Didn't they tell you? you saved some kid, they were talking about it when you were first admitted, you ran back and grabbed some kid that would've been in the middle of the blast, you saved his life Ian, you're a hero" Mickey said seriously.
God Mickey could get fired for this but Ian had looked so excited, he didn't want to let him down. Mickey had left right after his shift so he could go buy beer for both Ian and himself, Ian had finally talked him into it.
Mickey was sitting in the chair beisde Ian's bed with his feet proped up beside Ian, Ian was sitting with a empty beer bottle in his hand, he was drunk and strangely so was Mickey. Mickey had never been a big drinker, even in college, it always reminded him of his dad. "Mick, why are you so nice to me?" Ian questioned
" 'cause I'm your doctor" Mickey replied
"I've got other doctors, they don't do this"
"Yeah well I'm not like other doctors"
"I think it's because you like me" Ian said in a sing song voice
"Ian, I uh I'm your doctor I can- I like you, you know" Ian interrupted, leaning closer to Mickey
"We can't- Why not?" Ian interrupted again, they were now only inches apart
"It's against the rules" Mickey whispered against Ian's lips
"I don't care" Ian crashed his lips against Mickeys.
They kiss was sloppy and desperate, Ian had his hand in Mickey's hair and Mickey cupping Ian's face trying to pull him closer, he needed him to be closer, he needed to feel him, touch him, to now that he was there and that he was real.
Ian broke the kiss apart after what felt like a life time and rested his forehead against Mickey's, "That was kinda my first kiss" Ian said smiling "Fuck" Mickey swore "We can't, that shouldn't of happened, shit, I gotta go" Mickey stood up and rushed out of the room leaving a confused Ian behind.
That was wrong, Mickey knows that but he couldn't help himself, Ian was just there and Mickey needed him. Mickey could lose his job because of this, doctors can't date patents, that's rule number one, everybody knows that and God, Ian doesn't even know who he is and Mickey took advantage, shit, Mickey was fucked because he sure as hell liked it and he's sure as hell gonna do it again.
Okay this like really short 'cause I just wrote it really quickly so I hope I didn't fuck it up :| again please review!