Mickey strapped the baby björn to his chest shaking his head, he couldn't believe how much of a softy he was becoming. He smiled to himself and laughed. If only his father could see him now.
He ran his hand over the pocket that was filled with his switch (something that he would always carry, now it was less about his protection and more about his son and his husband's protection), illegal to carry on the streets of Chicago, but like fuck did Mickey care.
He felt a hand caress his ass cheek, "Mick? You okay?" Mickey felt Ian's chin rest on the back of his neck.
"Yeah. I was just thinking." Mickey said as he picked Yev up from the changing pad and slipped Yev in facing him.
Ian grabbed the backpack that he had stashed with food and non-alcoholic beer for their picnic.
They were heading to a park a little outside of the south side, just so that it was a more clean part that wasn't used to deal drugs or anything like that.
Ian grabbed the baby bag and they headed out of the apartment for a family outing to the park for picnic.
The park was approximately one mile away from the house and so it did not take Mickey and Ian a long time to walk there. It was a large park that was the playground for a lot of more upper class kids. Not quite upper class, or even upper middle class, but lower middle class - so higher than them. There was a slightly grassy area that Ian pointed out, "Wanna sit over there, Mick? There's some shade."
"Sure, why not." Mickey said as they grasped at each other's hands.
They walked to the spot and settled themselves under a tree making sure that there was a shady spot for them to get Yev.
Mickey slipped Yev out of the baby björn, "Can you get the blanket out of the baby bag?" Mickey asked as he cradled Yev in his arms.
Yev had taken a little nap on his chest and was now waking up.
"Yeah. I'll get it out." Ian said.
He grabbed the blanket and spread it out on the ground as Yev whined a little and stretched.
Mickey rested his son down on the blanket gently and pulled Ian close, "I'm gonna miss ya tonight."
"Trust me. I'm gonna miss you too. I'll leave my phone on. Okay? I love my boys."
Mickey smiled and tickled Yev's soft foot, "I know. I... I... love... ya... too." Yev kicked Mickey in the hand and Mickey laughed and tickled his feet some more.
Ian reached his arms around Mickey's waist and started tickling his husband.
"Fuck you! Milkovich! No tickling! Tickling is out of bound!" Mickey said between laughs as his hands started an attack on Ian.
Soon they were all laughing including Yev and Mickey and Ian were laying in the grass watching the grass with their son in between them. They both held one of Yev's hands, feeling so connected and like this was the perfect moment.
"Should we eat?" Ian asked as he rolled onto his side and looked at his gorgeous husband.
"Yes." Mickey said as he ruffled Ian's hair.
They both sat up and Mickey sat Yev up in his lap and wrapped his arm around him to hold him up as Ian handed Mickey a bottle. Mickey fed Yev as Ian got their food ready, fruit, non-alcoholic beer, sandwiches, carrots, and some crackers.
"Mick." Ian watched as his son viciously ate.
Mickey looked at his husband, "Yeah?"
"So. I was chatting with Lip the other day. He found a photo of us when we were on the same baseball team, you know when we were kids and all. He said that he'll bring it around next time he's in town." Ian said as Yev finished off the bottle.
"Really? Wow. That's awesome."
Yev was returned back to lying on the blanket and they started to eat their meal.
When they finished eating Mickey and Ian wrapped their arms around each other and watched as Yev kicked up a storm.
"He's so funny. I can't wait till he can talk." Ian said as rubbed Yev's stomach. Yev moaned and tried to roll over, "Look, Mick, he's trying to roll over."
Mickey smiled as he wrapped his arm around his husband's waist, "He's strong. He'll do it when he's ready, carrot boy." He kissed the back of Ian's neck and ruffled his husband's red hair.
Ian laughed, "I know." Yev settled back down on his back, Ian scooped him up, and bounced him up and down, "We really should get home soon. It looks like it is going to rain."
"You're carrying him home." Mickey said as he smirked and chucked the baby björn at Ian.
Before long they were packing up their things and heading out of the park. Yev's head was resting on Ian's chest as they walked all the way home. At the apartment Ian and Mickey put Yev down for a nap.
"Shall we have a little sexy time?" Ian asked as he ran his fingers through his husband's hair.
Thanks to LuckyShaz on A03 for the idea of having a picnic for the Milkovich family! And thank you to cdt1234 on AO3 for suggesting the idea of someone finding a photo of Mickey with Ian at Little League.
