"Mickey! Can you get Yev's jacket on!?" Ian shouted from the bedroom.
Mickey looked at the baby in the swing and smirked, "Yeah!" He went over to the closet and pulled out the tiny jacket that Fiona had bought for Yev. "Let's get you ready to go, buddy." He put Yev on the kitchen table and carefully put the jacket onto the squirming baby, "We're going to see Aunt Fi and Uncle Lip." He picked Yev up and put his on his hip as he went through the process of getting the stroller frame out of the tiny closet.
Ian entered the hallway and took Yevgeny from Mickey so that he could get the stroller frame un-compacted.
Mickey finally figured out how to get the stroller frame to unfold, "Conquered, bitch!" Mickey said as he patted the bar of the stroller.
"Hey, Mick."
Mickey put the diaper bag in the undercarriage, "Yeah."
"Can you change him?" Ian asked as he tried to hand him to Mickey.
Mickey shook his head, "I did the last one."
"Come on, Mick." Ian said as he stomped his feet. "I gotta pee."
Yev was passed over to Mickey who took him to the nursery as Ian ran to the bathroom.
A few moments later, Mickey shouted, "Hey, Ian. Uh... This one is yours."
Ian jogged into the room and noticed that Yev had clearly made a mess in his diaper.
"Oh. No. You can, tough guy." Ian said as he patted Mickey on the shoulder.
"Nope."
"Come on, Mick." Ian said as he made his best 'please' face.
Mickey couldn't fight with that face, "Fine." He then turned his attention to cleaning up the baby, "Little guy, you are lucky that you are my child, and that I love you."
He wiped the infant's rear as Ian assisted with the process of throwing out the garbage, making sure to sanitize his hands afterwards.
After the clean up, Ian diapered and redressed Yev as Mickey went to go wash his hands.
"Okay, now are we ready to go boys? No more potty breaks?" Mickey asked as he clapped his hands together.
Ian picked Yev off the changing table and carried him out to the hallway. Mickey helped Ian get Yev fastened into the carseat and then Mickey was in charge of attaching it to the frame of the stroller.
Yev squirmed as Ian unfolded a blanket and tucked it around him to keep him warm in the March coldness.
Ian was in charge of pushing the stroller as Mickey walked beside him, hand-in-hand with Ian's free hand.
Luckily they lived relatively close to the Gallagher house, so it was only a twenty minute walk. Mickey and Ian talked about Ian's work and about Yev's progress (especially how they were excited about him crawling, walking, and talking).
The Gallagher house was absolutely the place of a party. Every light in the house was turned on and there was fairly loud music playing from inside.
"Ready?" Ian asked Mickey as he squeezed his hand.
Mickey opened the gate, "Of course I am. It's the Gallagher's. Nothin' new."
Ian and Mickey had to pick up the stroller to get it inside the house, it was too risky to leave it outside, and when it was finally on the porch Ian rang the doorbell.
The door opened and Fiona was there, "Hey! Why did you ring the doorbell?"
"Figured it was polite." Ian said as she held open the door in order to let him push the stroller into the house.
Mickey closed the door behind them, "Hey, Fi."
"Hey, Mickey!" Fiona said as she smiled at him.
It only took a few minutes until Ian's younger siblings were screaming, "Ian and Mickey are here!"
They heard the pounding of feet coming from upstairs and soon Ian's siblings came streaming down the stairs, wrapping their arms around their brother.
"Hey guys!" Ian said as they swarmed him.
Mickey was in the process of unbuckling the carseat and getting Yev out.
Kevin emerged from the kitchen, "Hey, Mick!" He was holding one of the girls.
"Hi." Mickey said as he held Yev, with his head resting on Mickey's shoulder.
Fiona put her hand on Mickey's free shoulder, "Dinner's almost ready. How's Yev doin'?
"He's good. He started uh... What's it called..." He looked in Ian's direction, "Ian?"
Ian looked up from his siblings, "Yeah?"
"What's that thing that Yev was doing the other day called?" Mickey asked as he patted Yev on the back with his free hand.
"Oh. Uh. He was cooing and giggling." Ian said as he wrapped his arms around his husband from behind, pressing a kiss to Yev's head.
Fiona smiled, "Oh. I miss that."
"He'll probably start cooing at some point. He's been kinda sleepy all day." Ian said as he brushed the baby soft hair with his fingers.
Fiona smiled, both Mickey and Ian knew that it meant a lot to her that they came over. Ever since she had been in prison, family had been a big deal to her.
V shouted from the kitchen, "Dinner's ready!"
Everyone made a mad dash for the kitchen and sat around the table, making the table extremely crowded.
Mickey cradled Yev in the crook of his arm and ate with the his free hand allowing Ian to eat before Yev would have to be fed.
The meal was simple spaghetti and meatballs, however it was one of everyone's favorites.
When Ian had finished his food, he took Yev into his arms and went to go find the diaper bag.
He brought the diaper bag into the kitchen and put it on the counter and pulled out a bottle and placed it near the microwave. He heated some water, poured it into the bottle, and then put some formula into the bottle. Ian tested the heat and then started feeding Yev and he sat back down at the table.
Mickey brought their dirty dishes to the sink, washed them, and put them in the dishwasher. He grabbed a burp cloth as he left the kitchen.
"Here." Mickey said as he draped it over Ian's left shoulder.
Ian tilted his head back and to the side a little, "Thanks, Mick." They shared a quick kiss and then he sat back down.
After dinner the kids ran outside and everybody decided to join them for a little bit.
Ian sat inside saying that he would come out once Yev finished off the bottle.
Mickey sat on the steps up to the back part of the house and Fiona sat next to him.
"Hey, Mickey." Fiona said as she opened a beer.
"Hey."
Fiona put her hand on Mickey's back, he fought the voice inside his head telling him to nudge her off, "You're doing an amazing job with Ian. I know how hard it is, and you really are doing a wonderful job. Plus you both have a baby now."
Mickey nodded, "Thanks."
"Has he been okay lately?"
Mickey nodded, "He's doing great. His job is helping him a lot."
"I heard that you got into college." Fiona said as she raised the beer up to her lips.
He smiled and looked at the ground, "Yeah. I did. All thanks to Ian. He's a really wonderful guy. You raised him well, Fiona. I give you all the credit. And if it wasn't for Ian, I wouldn't be going to college." Mickey said as he opened the non- alcoholic beer that Fiona stored in the fridge for him and Ian.
"Thanks. I tried. Really hard. But a lot of that work was you, Mickey. You're really a smart guy." Fiona said as she rested her hand on his shoulder again.
"I love him, Fiona. I love him a lot." Mickey started getting choked up.
Internally he was trying to build up an emotional wall so that he would not become a sobbing mess all over the floor.
Fiona patted him on the back, "I know, Mickey. Knew it from the moment I saw you two together."
"I just never thought I could be this happy. I've defeated everyone's expectations and more. But to be here and to be this happy with a husband and a son and a family." A tear slid down his face.
Mickey's internal alarm system started going off, he wiped his eyes and sniffed and tried to collect himself.
Fiona smiled as she wrapped her arm around his shoulder and pulled him close for a brief moment, "You most definitely have a family here. We all adore you guys. We enjoy having dinner with you guys once a week. It's special. We're your family and we care about you. If you guys need something, call. Asking for help isn't a bad thing."
Mickey nodded, "Thanks, Fi."
They hugged just as Ian came outside, "Awwww." Ian said as he adjusted Yev on his shoulder. "Babe, I think that you will be proud to know that your son just produced a very loud burp."
Mickey laughed wiping away his tears as he got up and wrapped his arms around his husband's waist, "That's my boys."
Thanks to steven roman from AO3 for requesting that Mickey has a conversation about Ian with Fiona and he cries and where they go back to the Gallagher house. Also thank you to ladyofthe80s from AO3 who suggested the idea of having Ian and Mickey have a fight about a disgusting diaper duty.
