MICKEY'S POV

Mickey heard the words come out of Ian's mouth. He read it on his lips and his expression told the Thug that he was serious. His body tensed up against Ian's and he started chewing on his lip. His eyebrows knit together, studying the Red Head before he moved away from him.

"Shut the fuck up and go to sleep."

"Mickey."

He didn't say anything he just looked at Ian unconvinced and uncomfortable with the topic.

"Wh-what?"

"Marry. Me." Ian spoke, sitting up once again.

"No."

"Mickey. Fucking marry me." A smile formed on Ian's lips and straddled Mickey's waist. The Thug was about to wrap his hands around the Ginger's waist, but Ian grabbed both his arms and pinned them roughly above Mickey's head. The Thug just raised an eyebrow at him.

"Why would I go and do something stupid like that?" He hissed, making no attempt in escaping Ian's grasp.

"You love me. I love you. And so you know that I'm all in this relationship. Nobody else out there for me but you. Max means nothing to me. You're all I want. Fucking marry me, please."

"So where's my fuckin' ring then?" An amused smile appears on Mickey's lips and Ian leans down to kiss Mickey. He happily kissed the Ginger back.

"If you say, 'Yes Ian, I'd love to marry you.' I'll go get you a ring tomorrow morning."

The Thug considered the Ginger for a second. He knew that this should be a no brainer. Him and Ian were made to be with each other and he wanted nothing more than to be with him for the rest of his life. But did he really want to marry again? What would his dad say? And his brothers? He knew Mandy would be the only one who would accept him which is why she is the only one of his siblings who know the truth. Mickey sighed and rolled his eyes.

"What the fuck ever, Gallagher. Let's do this."

Ian let go of Mickey's arms and the Thug pulled down the taller body on top of his. He kissed him hard and Ian smiled against his lips. Mickey pulled away and looked at Ian seriously. "You better not be fuckin' with me."

Ian shook his head. "I'm not. I want to marry you."

Ian fell asleep in Mickey's arms that night. They usually cuddled when they slept, but Mickey was usually the one being cuddled. This time, Mickey held Ian in his arms all night and didn't dare to move. The Thug didn't sleep much that night. So much was running through his mind. He wanted nothing more than to be with Ian. And if getting married to him was an option, he wanted to do it. He just couldn't think about what people were going to say. He needed to grow a pair and just be proud to be with Ian.

That morning, Mickey woke up before Ian. He had got dressed and headed out. Mostly to clear his head, but found himself at a jewelry store. The man behind the counter was eyeing him suspiciously. If Mickey wanted to rob the place, he would have already. He walked over to the man and cleared his throat awkwardly.

"I uh- need a ring." Mickey spoke lowly so only the man could hear him.

He raised an eyebrow.

"What kind of ring are you looking for, sir?"

"The wedding kind? I don't fuckin' know man. Somethin not too expensive or flashy. Somethin that says 'fuck you, let's get hitched.'"

The man behind the counter chuckled at Mickey's nervousness and nodded. "Alright, so tell me about her. Does she like diamonds?"

Mickey swallowed hard and shook his head. "No man, fuck." He took a deep breath and looked around before he leaned over the counter and spoke even quieter than before. "He's a fuckin' firecrotch. Was in the army and shit…" Mickey trailed off trying to read the other man's expression. He just nodded at him and walked away to get a ring. Mickey took a deep breath and tried to relax.

The man came back with a gold wedding band in a little velvet box. It was simple, just like Mickey wanted it to be. It was perfect. "This one is 550$." Mickey nodded and took out an envelope with money in it. The money he had been saving.

He gave the man the money and stuffed the box in his pocket. "Hey , uh, thanks."

The man just nodded at Mickey with a small smile on his face. "Good luck."

The walk home seemed to drag on. Mickey was nervous but excited at the same time. He couldn't wait to see Ian's face when he gave him a ring. He wanted the Ginger to know that he was serious too. He wanted to marry him more than nothing.

When he opened the door to their house, Mickey shrugged off his coat and walked into the living room. Lip, Ian and Mandy were sitting around watching TV. Only Ian looked at Mickey.

"Hey, where were ya?"

Mandy and Lip then looked at Mickey too. Shit, he was going to chicken out. Mickey just shrugged and all three of them looked at him worried.

"You okay?" Mandy stood up and walked over to Mickey. She knew that look better than anyone.

"yeah, I'm fuckin' fine. Leave me alone." Mickey rolled his eyes at them and closed his bedroom door behind him. Mickey sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for Ian to come in.

It didn't take long.

"Mickey." Ian closed the door and walked over to the Thug, crouching down in front of him. He grabbed both is hands and tried to comfort him. "What's wrong, are you okay?"

The only thought that was going through his mind was the ring burning through his pocket. He looked at Ian and saw his entire life in front of him. Mickey stood up, and closed his eyes. Ian followed in suit and stood up as well. Mickey opened his eyes and took a deep breath, cursing lightly.

He reached inside his pocket and pulled out the velvet box and tossed it Ian's way, watching the Ginger catch it. At first, he looked confused, but that quickly changed when he realized what he was doing.

"Is this…?" Ian started as he opened the box, a big smile forming on his lips.

"You got me a ring."

"I got you a ring." Mickey replied, sitting back down on the bed, starting to relax a bit.

"Say it." Ian grinned at him, handing back Mickey the box.

"What?"

"Ask me." Ian nodded excitedly. "Please. I want to hear you say it. Get down on a knee and say it."

Mickey rolled his eyes but did as he was told. He got down on one knee. Lip and Mandy knocked on the door and opened it. Both the looks on their faces was priceless.

"What?!" Mandy grinned.

"Fuck you." Mickey replied before looking back up at Ian.

"Marry me, Gallagher." Mickey huffed and Ian nodded happily. Mickey took the ring out of the box and slipped it onto the finger, fitting perfectly.