Summary: Mickey thinks back to the earlier moments when he should have realized he was fucked because of Gallagher. Takes place somewhere in season 2, because there sure as hell weren't enough goddamn Mickey and Ian scenes.

Chapter 3: Signs I've completely ignored

For the warning signs I've completely ignored.

There's an amount to take, reasons to take more.

It was one of the rarest sights to find in the Gallagher household; when it was completely empty and silent. No brothers and sisters running around, no screaming and bickering, or laughing and joking between siblings; just the sounds of Chicago's Southside making its way into the home through the admittedly thin walls. Which is why Mickey Milkovich found himself lying side-by-side with his, secretly, favorite Gallagher, passing their second joint of the hour back and forth between them. They had fucked twice already, once with Mickey bent over the armrest of the family couch as Ian forcefully plowed him from behind, followed by an equally intense session against Ian's bedroom door, which finished on his desk. They were both naked and sweaty, enjoying the afterglow as their minds fogged from the high.

"Hey, Mick," Ian asked quietly from besides him, passing the joint to Mickey, who accepted it with his FUCK hand.

"Yeeeeah, Firecrotch," Mickey replied, pulling hard on the joint, and closing his eyes as he felt the effects almost instantly.

"How'd you know I was gay?" He asked, looking over at Mickey with half closed, bloodshot eyes, and faint smile playing on his otherwise curious face.

"The fuck are you talking about? Pretty sure the dick up my ass when we fuck is a dead fuckin' give-away," he said, rolling his eyes as he took another hit before passing it back to Ian.

"Shut the fuck up," Ian laughed next to him, bringing the joint to his lips, and smirking when he felt Mickey's eyes locked on his mouth, "I'm being serious. When we first fucked, it just sorta, happened. I mean, I could feel you get hard," he smirked that smirk that drove Mickey wild, remembering their first time, "but how the hell did you know?" he looked at Mickey quizzically once again as he handed the joint back to the thug.

Mickey accepted it as he tried to think clearly through the high he was experiencing. He laughed before he sucked in the smoke, and held it for a few seconds before he answered the boy that was slowly becoming much more than a convenient fuck. The boy he was slowly realizing caused him to be increasingly fucked, and not in a good way.

"It was the day you told Mandy," He smiled, staring off straight ahead as he remembered the morning in question. "I'm not usually known for being up early in the morning, but some punk had been avoiding me the day before," he smirked over at Ian, who rolled his eyes in reply, "So I was up to give him a friendly welcome at the shithole he worked in," Ian laughed and shoved his arm, grabbing the joint as Mickey laughed next to him. "Anyway," Mickey continued, trying to find his train of thought once again, fighting the short term memory as best he could, "Mandy was going out to get eggs for breakfast, and when I saw we were almost outta beer, I went to go tell her. I heard her scream at you, and tell you to get away. I fuckin' hightailed it to the door, and was almost to the side of the house when I heard you tell her. Not fuckin' smart, by the way, yellin' that shit out in the open. The hell were you thinking," he glared at Ian, realizing the situation could have been much more severe, had it been anyone else to have overheard the redhead's confession.

"Aw, Mick," Ian smiled his dorky, lopsided grin that made Mickey's insides flutter, "I didn't realize you cared."

"Fuck off, Gallagher," Mickey said, nudging Ian with his shoulder, but lacking the venom in both his words and actions. He received a playful nudge in return, and couldn't stop the smile that spread over his face as he looked away from Ian. He tamed the stupid smile that had fought it's way onto his face, and chanced a glance at the boy next to him, blue eyes meeting green under thick lashes. The softness of the gaze that met his had Mickey's heart flutter in response. He was fucked.

He should have known it was coming, though. There were warning signs everywhere before he was lucky enough to have Gallagher inside of him on his cramped twin sized mattress. He could have prevented these feelings from ever happening if he had just paid fucking attention to the sirens that went off whenever he had been around the boy that now laid beside him.

The first time was when he found out Gallagher was gay. That's what started the downfall, all the possibilities and scenarios that played in Mickey's mind every time he saw a flash of red hair in a crowd. That's when Ian had first started getting under his skin, seeping into his system like a fucking disease that refused to disappear.

The second time he should have known he was completely fucked was when he practically fucking INVITED Gallagher's dick into his ass the day he threw the chip dip at Kash N' Grab's door. You know where I live if you've got a problem. The fuck was wrong with him? Taunting his mind with more scenarios of rough fucks on his bed. He was a fucking idiot.

But it had finally happened. He had finally gotten his wish, and that's when he should have known, and, if he was true to himself, did know he was completely fucked when it came to Ian Gallagher. Holding that tire iron above his head, and staring down into those wide green eyes and freckled face, Mickey was a goner who couldn't take his clothes off fast enough. It was the first time Mickey was fucked by Ian both literally and figuratively.

Would he have stopped it if he had realized the warning signs soon enough, he wondered. He chanced another stolen glance at the gorgeous redhead by his side, and realized that, no, he wouldn't change it for the world.

Notes:

A/N: So, I had to do an Ian-asking-Mickey-how-he-knew-he-was-gay fic , even though I know it's been done many times before. I just never felt the authors realized something that was so clear to me when I was rewatching season 1. Mickey tells Kash that he's going to be meeting them bright and early at the Kash and grab, and Ian tells Mandy before work that he's gay. It just made sense to me that the most organic way Mickey found out Ian was gay was that he overheard Ian tell her, and that was most likely why he was so quick to back off Ian when Mandy told him to.

COMMENT AND KUDOS POR FAVOR (lemme know if I'm in character and whatnot, because this is my first Mickey and Ian fix, and I wanna know if I need to do any tweaking/I'm a greedy comment whore)