Ian's POV.
After Mickey had disappeared into his room, he knew the Thug wouldn't be out until he left. So he caught up with Mandy and Lip for a while, not bothering to ask about Mickey to Lip, having coffee and ate some eggs that Mandy had cooked up. After about an hour, Ian decided he would head back home to Max and the rest of his family.
"Where were ya?" Max got up from the couch when Ian walked through the front door. The taller man wrapped his arms around Ian and gave him a kiss, and Ian kissed him back.
"Went to see Lip and Mandy." Ian said looking past and noticed that nobody was around. "Where is everyone?"
"Uh Carl said something about robbing a bank with some girl named Bonnie? Debbie had these heels on and asked Carl to drop her off at Holly's and Fiona took Liam to daycare and Mike is at work." He nodded with a proud smile on his face for remembering everybody's name.
Ian couldn't help but smile and giving Max another kiss. "Good job, babe." He laughs and starts to head towards the kitchen. He opened up the fridge and takes out the orange juice.
"Was Mickey there?" Max leans his hip against the counter, trying to look uninterested in the subject, but Ian knew better.
He takes a swig of the juice from the carton and nods. "Uh huh."
"Did you talk to him?"
"For like two minutes."
"I'd like to meet him." Max nods at Ian.
"No, no you don't." Ian laughs and puts the juice away.
"No, I do. I want to meet the guy who is stupid enough to let you go."
Ian rolls his eyes with a smile on his face, walking over to Max, pulling his body to his. "We were kids when we were involved or whatever. Meant nothing." The truth was, Ian spent years convincing himself that what Mickey and him had was nothing. A mistake and now he was starting to believe it.
"You must have made a big impact on the kid." He chuckles.
"Hmm, well you've been my cock, I leave an impact on everyone." A smirk falls on Ian's lips and wiggles his eyebrows slightly, making Max laugh loudly.
Before they were about to kiss, Frank came stumbling through the back door, with a bottle of beer in his hands. His expression changed when he saw the Redhead.
"My boy!" Frank yells excitedly, fumbling towards the two boys. Ian sighs loudly, and catches Frank in his arms to hold the man up from falling on the floor. "My boy! You are home! I'm so proud of you for going into the Navy. You know most guys are pussies and couldn't do that. But not my son! Not Lip Gallagher! No way!"
Ian rolls his eyes at his drunken father and sets him down at the kitchen table. "Frank, I'm Ian, and I was in the army. I thought you were dead or something? Last I heard you were dying of liver failure or something."
"Not even that can keep a Gallagher from kickin! Beat that right in the ass. Got myself a new liver."
"And I can see that you are taking real good care of it, Frank." Ian motions towards the beer in the man's hand and Frank gleams with excitement.
"Hey, Ellen DeGeneres, make yourself useful and get me another drink!" Frank says to Max who looked more than appalled.
"Excuse me?"
Ian quickly walked over to the fridge and got another beer, slamming the cap against the counter to open the bottle. He handed the beer to Frank. "This is Max. My Fiancé. Max, this is Frank. My dad I guess." He shrugs at the introduction.
"Wait, Lip! I thought you were bangin' the kid in the neighbourhood down the road. Uh- Milkovich. Mandy? Fuck, Mickey! You were bangin' Mickey weren't you?"
"Frank, that was years ago."
"Ah, it's good you are expanding your horizons. I always told your mother not to get angry whenever she saw me hittin' up another gal from the neighbourhood. Us Gallagher's need to experience new flesh. Nice to meet you Mary." He nods towards Max who just clenches his fist in anger.
"Com'on Frank…lets go to bed."
Ian helps Frank up and starts walking up the stairs and looks back at Max, mouthing "Sorry" with an apologetic look on his face.
