Disclaimer: I do NOT own Shameless I just fucking love the show. Rated M because well duh it's Shameless and also I'm a potty mouth.

Chapter 2: Fixing Shit

Mickey POV

Fuck only an hour of sleep. Shit might as well get up. Terry should still be asleep but if not it should be ok. After fucking that bitch multiple times I think I convinced him that I'm no fag. But if he knows I'm leaving then shit will hit the fan but I have to work. Well I don't HAVE to work I have to see Ian. But what the hell am I going to say? Guess I'll figure it out when I'm there but fuck I hope I don't close up when I see him.

Navigating through the house with swollen eyes was a little hard but being quiet was easy. Practice makes perfect and in this house there is a lot of tiptoeing around especially in the morning. First thing I have to do is go to Angie's. Yep I have to go fuck her and make sure people know it. Bragging about fucking the easy fat chick. It's not that hard being "into" fucking woman as long as I thought about cock. Well one specific cock now days. Just another terrible lie I guess.

Now I'm across the street from Kash and Grab acting like a little pussy. What am even thinking? We can't do this anymore. HE knows and it will never be safe again. If anything happens to Ian because of me I would lose my shit. But to just never see him again just up and abandon him? Could I do that? No I can't this time. I can't go get locked up again than Ian would be unprotected. If he ran into my dad he might kill him. Just watching him hit Ian was hard. But as soon as I was on his back I knew I would be his focus. I'm glad I got most of his wrath because Ian doesn't deserve this. Or me.

It took me at least 45 minutes to get up the nerve to see him but the moment I walked in and our eyes met my shield was up. I turn the opposite way of him and wonder the isles idly before going to the back and clocking in, ganking a red bull on my way. Leaning against the counter in silence till he breaks it.

"Are you ok?" It's almost a whisper. An instinctual grunt escapes me. Coughing I try again. "I mean yeah my face is fine if that's what you mean."

"It's not what I mean. Is everything ok with you? And your dad? What happened after he kicked me out?" He is rambling and all I want to do is shut him up with some dick head remark but I bite my lip to stop myself. That's not what I need to do. So I go on impulse. I look around thoroughly before finally turning to him leaning over the counter and kissing him. I taste blood. My blood. Damn I bit my lip too hard. I hope he doesn't mind. I step away fidgeting. It was easier last time because I got to walk away and rob a house so there was no awkwardness. I hear the ding of the door. Customer shit that was close. I turn and see Mandy her face full of anger and worry.

"What the fuck?! Mickey I didn't know you were fucked up too!" She turns to Ian reaching for his face only to get shooed away. "Mandy it's nothing really." She doesn't buy it. She tuns to me anger as all hell. "Did you do this? Did you two get into or something?! Lip told me it had something to do with you so tell me what happened NOW!"

"I didn't do fuck all! As you can see my face is fucked up worse. If we were going at it he wouldn't have been so lucky!" And of course Ian has to jump in. "Just tell her Mick." I freeze on the spot. What the hell how dare he do this shit now. Turning to him yelling instantly is a reflex. "Shut the fuck up Gallagher before I shut your mouth for you!"

"Go ahead but it will make you no better than your fucking dad!" My mind starts screaming at me again to fix it all but there ain't shit I can do. "Fuck you!" I scream it as I start punching the counter. Mandy is right there by my side now trying to calm me down. Ian's yelling but I can't make out the words. I feel a tear slide down my cheek. I finally stop.. my hand going straight to my face. It's a goddamn tear. Holy shit really? I really am a fucking faggot. My voice is hoarse when I finally speak." I-I can't... but you can. I have shit to do. I'm sorry I gotta go." Heading to the door I stop to hear him say "Are you coming back?" It was more of a plead than a question. I don't answer. I can't. Walking out all I can think is there is only one way to fix things. Terry fucking Milkovich.

Ian POV

All I can feel is dread as he walks out. I hope he doesn't go and do something stupid. I was surprised as hell when he showed up here at all. I was wrong. He isn't going to retreat again but what is he going to do? probably something stupid. Can there even be a happy ending for us? No of course not he is Mickey. I can't forget that or I will be hurt all over again. Done is done. What you think we're boyfriend and girlfriend here? You're nothing but a warm mouth to me. I can't think about that now Mandy's eyes are throwing daggers my way. I take a deep breath and turn to her. "Your dad did this to us."

Her eyes go up in shock. "What? No he wouldn't hurt Mickey that much. I mean yeah he has hit us before but never like that. And where do you fit in with this? Dad was supposed to out-of-town and Mickey was having some chick over last time I heard."

I hesitate first but I say it "He wasn't having a chick over... He was having me over. That's where I went last night when I snuck out of that hell hole. Your dad came home early and he didn't like what he walked in on." I didn't look at her. I didn't want to know what her face showed as I finally told her something I have kept from her for ..what well over a year now. "What you guys are fucking?!" I didn't say anything just nodded. " What the hell?! This is what you have kept from me. The guy that you love but you think hates you. The same guy that you cheated on Kash with. My own brother?!" She stopped catching her breath and slid to the floor. "And dad saw this and you two are still walking?"

"For now." My voice trying to be teasing but came out more scared than anything. Getting up she wraps here arms around me before I can even react. "Don't think i'm not pissed about this but right now we have more pressing issues. I'll kick your ass later." It made me laugh. The first laugh that came out of me since the disasters of last night. She let go after smacking the back of my head but not hard enough to hurt. "So Mickey is gay? Wow I didn't see that one coming. I can't believe he didn't trust me with this. So how exactly are you guys still alive anyway?"

"I don't think it was because he doesn't trust you. He doesn't want people knowing who he is. He can't deal with it. And as for how we survived that psycho.. well after beating our faces in and holing a gun on me he called in the russian." Her face was confused as mine was when I heard Terry on the phone. I almost thought he was calling in a hit man because he didn't want to kill us himself. "A hooker. To fuck Mickey straight while I watched." She kicked something that had fallen off the counter at some point during the drama. "That is fucked!" I have never seen her face like this before. "He has done so much worse than fucking a guy and he isn't even held accountable. He is fucking me and Mickey up mentally and that stops NOW!" She stalks towards the door in the same manner as Mickey. Shit what is she thinking? Yelling for her to come back isn't helping. Shit now it's two Milkovichs leaving with that same murderous look of intent on their faces.

A/N. It's going to be a couple of days before I post my next chapter.