Mickey was now 17 and his exterior had only hardened over the years. Terry's rage had settled down since their mother's death but that had more to with how no one in the Milkovich household went against him, how Mickey listened to him and how they mostly steered clear of him when they could. Mickey was the leader amongst his brothers, not counting Tony who was more like their fathers henchman.
The years of saving them from Terry had their loyalty to Mickey over their father, Mickey was the one who decided who got a beat down or not. Though Mickey also dealt with Terry more than the rest of them as Terry found it easier to tell Mickey what had to be done and get him to get the others on it.
As Mickey got older he decided to pretend that the whole soulmate thing didn't exist, he was used to his mostly grey world and he didn't have a death wish. Mickey had fucked his fair share of women over the years, starting from the age of 15, not that he enjoyed having sex with any of the girls he ended up fucking but he figured 15 was the highest age he could go without Terry or anyone else questioning why he hadn't had sex yet.
The first girl he had sex with was pretty enough and not from the south side so he hopefully wouldn't see her again. He had sex with her doggy style, snapping a picture of her from behind, with one of his tattooed hands in the shot as good measure. Though he was nice enough to have the girls face cropped the picture, showing just some of her hair. He figured tits and such should be enough to prove that she was female anyways. He came picturing her as an attractive guy he seen in the streets earlier that day. He showed Iggy the picture the next day with a fake smile on his face.
From then til now he had only had two sexual encounters with other guys, one with a guy who hadn't even got to see his face who he fucked in a back lane, which wasn't a great time but 100% better than the time he forced himself to have sex with females over the years. And the other was much better, with a older guy who took charge and grinded against Mickey's ass the night he went to the north side and snuck into a gay bar in clothes he stole then later got rid of. Mickey loved the feeling of a dick against his ass and wanted it to go inside of him, but being on the dance floor, though not dancing cause he refused, he knew it wasn't possible. Just when he was about to ask the guy to switch to a more private location, he felt the guy tense up and come right in his pants behind him, and he left without a word, frustrated.
Mickey wasn't brave enough to venture out to the north side and try again since then and the random gay guy from the alley was risky and he didn't want to repeat the scenario when it could easily go badly the next time. Mickey did have a small sex toy he had stolen from a store, but it was only one of those small pocket sized vibrators. He was too worried about being caught to even try to steal a bigger one, well at least the small one was better than nothing. He only used it in the dead of night and usually when he knew Terry wasn't home, he even had a lie of a story to use if anyone found it, just to say it was for one of the girls he had sex with who liked to have something up her ass while they fucked. Best lie he was gonna come up with for it.
Other than not enjoying sex with females and wanting a guy to fuck his ass, his life had become one of routine, he'd steal stuff, maybe go to school half the time he was supposed to, some fag bashing here and there when his father mentioned them. He hung out with Iggy most of the time, where they'd just relax, smoke weed and cigarettes with the occasional beers. Mandy would text or ask him about food once in awhile, since she'd taken over a majority of the cooking after their mother died. Mickey helped her when she was younger so she wouldn't burn herself but that was years ago.
It was when Mandy come home crying one day, going straight to her room, saying some guy had forced himself on her. Which Mickey found odd cause guys coming onto her happened often, Mickey thought she was pretending to cry at first, to just try and get the guy beaten up which he would even knowing it was fake. If Mandy wanted some guy beaten up and asked him he'd gather their brothers and do it, no questions asked. But he saw that she had actual tears in hear eyes and on her cheeks and his blood boiled, Mickey moved the kleenex near his sister before he spoke.
"Who was it?" He spoke clearly, though he was sure there was some anger in his voice.
She sniffled, not looking at him as she spoke, quietly but clearly. "Ian Gallagher." Mickey nodded to himself, and cracked his knuckles.
"We'll teach him a lesson, he should know not to mess with a Milkovich." Mickey stated coldly, he saw Mandy give a nod and he left her to recollect herself in her room, as he ordered Pizza.
Mickey spent the next week chasing after him, he had to admit he was good at hiding, but then again Frank Gallagher was the master of pissing people off and then hiding and not getting the beaten he deserved. He'd only gotten to see the back of the guys head once, but no sign of him otherwise. The beating would of helped his mood that was more agitated knowing his father was getting out soon.
Mickey felt he was getting close to finally tracking him down when Mandy told him to call off the search. Saying that they had a misunderstanding and she was now dating him and didn't want them going after him. Mickey was skeptical and didn't believe her story but called off the beat down. It made him a bit curious of the guy so he decided to up the stealing from the store he worked out. Not like he didn't steal from it before, he just never paid attention to the staff working there besides towel head.
The first thing he noticed when stealing from the store was Gallagher's deep green eyes. He hated how much the color stuck out when it came to people who shared the eye color of his supposed soulmate, and that he got along pretty well with towel head considering their age difference.
He came in to steal candy and chips and random snacks at least every 3 days, he could tell Gallagher was getting annoyed with him but he was curious and needed to make sure that he was good enough for Mandy, that was the excuse he was using anyways. He wasn't sure why he felt like going to the store more, he just ended up going that way often.
Gallagher got so sick of the stealing he actually spoke up to him, telling him to have civic pride and steal from somewhere else, well if he had a problem he knew where he lived and he stated so after throwing the dip at the store as he left.
A couple days later he had gotten home to Gallagher sitting on his couch with Mandy, and she was half laying on him and laughing. Making eye contact with Gallagher as he entered the house was a bad idea, his eyes were really something, he didn't think Gallagher was his type but he couldn't help checking him out briefly when he was distracted by his sister.
Maybe he was just so deprived of what he wanted that any guy would do in his teenage mind, he stayed in his room the rest of the night avoiding them.
The next day as he stole from the store, Towel head pulled on a gun on him, shaking while he did, he almost laughed but his need to show him where he stood was stronger than his need to laugh at the guys stupidity. He punched him in the face and easily took the gun from him, taking it with him as he left the store. No one was gonna mess with him the day before his father got out, he couldn't afford to feel weak right now.
That next night him and his brother went to greet their father as he got out of jail and it ended in a big party, drinking and drugs everywhere. Mickey only had a few drinks, not trusting himself to get drunk in front of his father when he figured he was sexually frustrated enough to check out a lanky Gallagher. His father passed out around 2am and Mickey had gone to sleep shortly after then.
He woke to something poking into his back, blinking at the seemingly brave redhead. He demanded the gun and like hell was he just gonna hand it over to him cause he asked with a crowbar in his hand. His sleep was interrupted and he was in a bad mood.
They wrestled around and Mickey was surprised that Gallagher had held his own well enough against him, He gained the upper hand as he pinned him to the bed, grabbing the crow bar at the same time he saw the other close his eyes in response.
Mickey took this time to opening stare at the other, his eyes tracing over the details of his face, his lips, the freckles on his face. It was then he noticed the suggestive position they were and he felt himself get a bit hard in response. He needed to cover it up, maybe use the crowbar and threaten the guy to never come into his room again. He looked down to make sure it hadn't been noticed when he saw the others eyes open, bright green eyes peered up at him. His eye widened and he dropped the crowbar accidentally, and he saw the green eye's dart to his erection before they went back up to him, and he saw want in the others eyes as his pupils dilated.
Mickey started removing his shirt before he had a chance to think, easily tossing it to the side. Gallagher had too many layers and was taking too long so he started pulling off his shirt too, then went back to his own pants and underwear removing them. Gallagher followed his example removing both at the same time. Fuck he was big, Mickey couldn't help staring for a second and licking his lips.
He saw Gallagher hesitate, staring at him and seeming to try and figure out his next move. Mickey figured it out, Gallagher didn't know what role he was taking. Mickey rolled over onto his stomach as he pulled he lube out from under his bed, placing it beside him. Feeling his heart beating faster at just offering himself to the redhead, hoping he wasn't solely a bottom. He looked back at Gallagher, wanting to see the reaction, his face felt heated. He'd been masturbating to a dick up his ass for the last year, so he had to at least try for it. Making eye contact with the other he had to look away, felt way too intimate for him.
Mickey stared forward for a bit before he heard Gallagher clear his throat behind him, he looked at the corner of his eye as he saw his hand's moving to his hips before being pulled closer and he was guided into the position Gallagher wanted, which had his ass in the air. Mickey swallowed as he looked anywhere but near the boy behind him, feeling vulnerable and exposed to him. Mickey almost jumped at the feeling of fingers against his ass but ended up letting out a small gasp instead. His dick was already fully hard with how much he wanted this.
Gallagher chose that moment to insert a finger into him. Mickey didn't expect the other to prepare or stretch him out, he certainly didn't do that for the guy and girls he fucked. Really he didn't have to, not like Mickey couldn't endure a little pain.
"You don't ha-" Mickey started before he was cut off as another finger was inserted. Mickey let out a small whine which he immediately felt embarrassed over, making sounds like that was too fucking gay. He moved his hand to cover his mouth as Gallagher kept fingering him and stretching him out slowly getting to three fingers before he pulled them out.
Mickey heard Gallagher coating his dick with lube and impatiently moved his ass back against him, though missing his target. It was then that Gallagher positioned his dick against his ass and pushed in, slowly sinking in. Mickey bit his lip, he couldn't lie and say it wasn't painful with how big Gallagher's dick was but it also felt good, and was a pain he was willing to put up with for the pleasure it brought along with it.
After adjusting he waited for Gallagher to move but he stayed still so he clenched down on his dick, giving a small smirk over his shoulder as did it again, causing Ian to groan and finally start moving. He thrusted in and out of Mickey, a little to slowly for his liking, he kept thrusting til he hit the bundle of nerves inside him, Mickey let out a groan, seeing stars in his vision from the pleasure. Gallagher then picked up the pace and started actually fucking him, reaching around to jack Mickey off as he fucked him. Mickey put his head into the pillow a he felt his orgasm approaching to hide any sounds, it was seconds later he was coming onto his bed. He heard a groan from behind him as the other stopped moving.
Just as Mickey was about to relax after so far the best orgasm of his life he heard footsteps approaching the door and he froze paralyzed by fear. Gallagher had luckily covered himself with a blanket and then moved to cover with it too after Mickey unfroze enough to roll onto his back. Mickey stopped breathing as Terry walked through the door straight into the washroom. He clenched his fists into the blanket, breathing shallowly as they listened for Terry in the washroom, they gave a quick glance to each other, both with matching expression of panic and fear of Terry's reaction as they both looked forward waiting. Terry walked out of the bathroom, barely glancing at them as he spoke.
"Mandy's making eggs.." He paused then turned towards them and gave them a disgusted look that fortunately didn't look angry and as he spoke again.
"Put on some clothes, you two look like a couple of fags." He then walked away and Mickey looked awkwardly at the wall still feeling tense from the whole thing. Ian got up and then came back with toilet paper, and handed it to him, which Mickey took it from him silently.
"Sorry about not using a condom.." Ian said in a near whisper, Oh fuck, he totally didn't even think about a condom and he always used them with anyone he fucked, Mickey mentally berated himself before he responded quietly."It's fine, I forgot anyways." Ian then turned around and got dressed, taking his time like always he quickly cleaned himself up as fast as possible and put some clothes on. Just as Gallagher finished getting dressed, Mickey dropped the gun onto the bed before he walked past Ian and out of the room, not saying a word. He figured a gun was worth a good fuck and was glad he stole it with what he gotten for it.
Mickey's tried to keep his mind off of Gallagher the next few days, his mind told him it was best for it to be a one night stand, less chance of being caught, meaning less risk. But his thoughts kept going back to him, from his green eyes to the awesome sex they had. Over the next couple days he avoided the store and tried to distance himself, but he had daily dreams of him, where he woke up hard, one he had cum in his sleep like he was 12 again. Fuck maybe he just needed to fuck it out of his system, that seemed like a good idea.
Mickey made his way over to the store, entering just as the only customer was on their way out. Mickey hesitated a second before the perfect line came to him.
"Got any slim jims in this shit hole?" Mickey asked simply, looking around briefly as the the customer left, he heard Gallagher lock the door behind them.
"Yep, in the back room." The redhead responded as walked past Mickey, checking him out as he walked by, Mickey grinned a bit to himself as he followed the other into the back.
Gallagher was fully prepared in the back of the store which was weird, Maybe he brought other guys back here for sex normally, whatever it wasn't his business, and he didn't care. He didn't. Gallagher had lube and used a condom this time, which Mickey was oddly disappointed by but it did make for a faster clean up so not all bad. It was a quick fuck which was just what Mickey was going for.
As they left the store Gallagher spoke. "Soo... Guess this was like a booty call huh?" Mickey barely glanced at him before speaking."Whatever, see ya." Wrapping his scarf around his neck Mickey walked away, the less they talked the better, just fuck and get out until it was out of his system.
It was a couple days later when Mickey upon arriving home he saw Gallagher with his sister on the couch. Mickey burped rudely "Douche bags." He said as he went to his room hearing his sister say "Ass-Face" in response.
Mickey removed his scarf and jacket, throwing them to the side before he lied on his bed relaxing for a bit. He heard Gallagher say sure from right outside his room and his attention moved to the door as the other entered his room, closing the door behind him.
Gallagher stared at him, not moving or saying anything for a minute. Mickey was beginning to think he was having a stroke or something. Ian mouth opened then closed before any sound came out.
"Um..." Ian stuttered, Mickey's lip curved up into a small smirk, looking right at him.
"Take a picture it'll last longer." He said teasing, enjoying how uncomfortable Gallagher looked.
"I-I didn't mean to stare for that long, I w-" Ian started saying before Mickey cut him off. "You gonna just stand there rambling or are you gonna get on me?" Mickey said easily, waiting impatiently. He saw the nervousness leave the other judging by grin on his face as stepped over to the bed, crawling onto it towards Mickey.
Mickey sat up, easily removed his shirt, as Ian did the same. Gallagher was always wearing too much layers, and took too long removing them, Impatiently Mickey started helping him to remove his shirt, not wanting to waste anytime.
Mickey removed his pants after and Ian stopped him before Mickey turned around to face the bed. Mickey stared him down, not liking where this was going, his guard coming back up as he watched the other for any sudden movements. As Gallagher kept his hands on Mickey to stop him from flipping over as he moved closer.
Mickey stared daggers at him, he was never comfortable with face to face shit, seemed too romantic and gay for him to want to try, even with the girl's he never faced them. He saw Gallagher raise one eyebrow at him, before he lowered himself down closer to Mickey's dick, Mickey almost said Oh out loud when he realized what was going on. He'd never let anyone give him a blowjob before, the two guys in the past were to brief and he didn't really want the girls near him more than necessary, he wondered how he tasted and felt bad about the fact he hadn't showered in the last couple days, hoping the other wouldn't be disgusted... God he was being a total bitch, worrying about what Gallagher thought. Mickey felt heat come to his face hoping it wasn't noticeable, Ian gave him a smile, one Mickey would describe as fucking gay looking, but it didn't look bad on Gallagher, so he didn't mind it.
Mickey saw Ian lick his lips before he brought his lips to Mickey's dick, he pressed his tongue against it, Mickey let out a small moan, god he felt like he was a virgin almost, it seemed Gallagher was taking a lot of his first experiences, and his anal virginity, if that's a thing, either way it sounded gay as fuck. Though he doubt the younger knew about his lack of experience and he wasn't gonna tell him. Not wanting to sound like someone who was experiencing his first blowjob he brought his arm over his face as he lied back onto the bed. Mickey just finished collecting himself when he felt the warmth of Gallagher's mouth over his dick. He stopped himself from thrusting into the warmth, covering his mouth as another moan escaped. Gallagher's mouth felt perfect as bobbed his head up and down on his dick. He felt Ian pulled off with a pop, his chest sliding against Mickey's. Peeking down he saw Gallagher had grabbed his lube.
Mickey watched as he grabbed the blanket from his bed and bundled them and moved them towards Mickey, he moved his ass up instantly as Gallagher put the blanket under him. Mickey covered his face again as he let himself enjoy the pleasure of Ian's mouth on him and fingers in him.
Mickey did his best to hold back any noises as Gallagher stretched him out. It was when he felt his tongue swirled around his dick that his self control failed, he failed to fully muffle the small moan he made and he moved his hips forward a tiny bit to press into his mouth then back into his fingers. Mickey could get used to this, just as he got used to the rhythm, Ian took him to the back of his throat, his dick hitting the back that caused a loud moan to be fully heard as he was caught off guard.
Mickey uncovered his face as Gallagher pulled away from him, his breathing a bit more heavy. He rolled over onto his stomach, shortly after the other removed his pants. He heard Ian squirt more lube onto his hand, before he hesitated a moment. "...Condom?"
Mickey raised a eyebrow that couldn't be seen and shook his head "No point." There really wasn't, they already failed and Mickey liked the feeling of no condom between them anyways, not like he was gonna get pregnant. He moved his ass up more for the other. "Didn't use one the first time." He added to his answer.
Mickey groaning at the feeling of Ian entering him before he was fucked by the redhead, who easily found his prostate, and picked up speed as he fucked him. Mickey moaned into his pillow as Ian fucked him more roughly into the mattress, He felt Gallagher give a strong thrust before he pulled out and came on Mickey's back with a groan. Mickey had been on the brink of coming when Gallagher pulled out, his dick ached and throbbed as he couldn't stop himself from moving against the bed slightly in frustration.
He felt Gallagher touching his back, but was too frustrated to pay attention to what he was doing until he was flipping Mickey over, he blinked up at Ian hazily, far too horny to think clearly or say anything. Gallagher took his dick into his mouth, sucking as hard as he could and moving his head up and down at a fast pace, it was within seconds that Mickey felt his was gonna cum and he put his hands on his Gallagher's head in warning, Ian switched to his hands as he jerked Mickey off til he came.
Mickey sat up catching his breath, damn Gallagher gave him the best orgasms, he just couldn't get enough of it. Just as he was about to refocus himself after his orgasm, he felt something soft against his lips, bringing his focus back instantly. He blinked in surprise, Gallagher was kissing him. It felt like his lips were on fire, and his heart started pounding without his permission. He shoved Ian away and as his eyes met the green ones, the full color of Gallagher's eyes, took over the room.
"...Kiss me again and I'll cut your fucking tongue out." Mickey glared at the other, attempting to control the panic trying to take over. He saw Ian rub the back of his head nodding.
Mickey watched at the corner of his eye as Ian got dressed, taking in the exact color of his skin and his pretty red hair, noticing he stopped as he grabbed his pants. He saw Gallagher's dirtied underwear on the bed beside him, without giving a second thought he threw an extra pair of his boxers at the redhead, before he looked away.
"...The pizza bagels should be ready." The redhead said quietly as he left the room. As soon as he was by himself Mickey, almost starting pacing the room but figured his foot steps would be heard. Fuck Gallagher was his soulmate,his fucking soulmate. Fuck, fuck. What was he supposed to do now, Kiss Gallagher back and live happily ever after? He chuckled bitterly to himself, yeah right. He'd be dead before they even got close to that... He knew Ian deserved better than him and he hadn't even accepted that he liked the ginger yet, now he was supposed to accept that he was his soulmate? What kind of cruel joke was this.
He took some calming breaths, before he realized he was still naked and put his clothes on, fast like always with getting dressed and undressed cause of him disliking being naked around the girls he had fucked. He'd have to do some research on Mandy's laptop later, he needed to know what he was getting into and if anyone else had this issue. Mickey only knew the basics from childhood about seeing color and feeling strong emotions, but he heard stories of one sided soulmates and of slightly different connections. Maybe his was one sided and Gallagher would end up finding his own much better soulmate, that seemed possible with someone like him.
Mickey decided for now he'd try and see the redhead less until he had decided on a more solid plan, he'd just have to act like normal around him. Just as he decided he'd stay in his room to avoid him, his stomach growled clearly against the idea and wanting the pizza bagels. Mickey sighed and took a deep breath before he left his room, walking into the living room where Mandy and Ian were playing games.
"Shove over faggots." He said as he sat beside Ian grabbing a pizza bagel without thinking, fuck he was supposed to avoiding him, He should of just grabbed the plate of pizza bagels, but he had already sat down so it was too late now, he grabbed the remote from Ian to distract himself. Wow this game had a lot of color in it.
"Watch and learn." He said while chewing still. He felt Gallagher's eyes on him, before he felt him smiling, felt? He paused for a second,but didn't outwardly react. Fuck he could feel Gallagher's happiness for him joining them, and it was making him feel weird. He forced himself to play for a half hour before he got up and left, telling Mandy he was borrowing her laptop for a bit. Which she seemed to not care about it while she had Gallagher's company.
He turned the laptop on and stared at the screen for a second, fuck how was he supposed to word it? He gave up trying to come up with good wording. He'd just have to do multiple searches, first he just typed in in depth about soulmates.
He read that each soulmate pair had slightly different 'advantages', some small ones and others were bigger. Like with a deaf girl and her soulmate they formed close to a telekinesis because the bond was all about helping the fated pair apparently. Or if one was suicidal the other would get get pulled to the suicidal one when they needed help/support. Or a pair where the girl would doubt herself and get depressed and even though doubting herself wasn't considered a strong emotion, the bond let her soulmate feel her doubt.
He went back to the search option and typed in 'one sided soulmates', he read that it was rare but no unheard of, that sometimes the person with a one sided soulmate was just there to help out their soulmate until their soulmate came around, or that sometimes it happened when the one who had the one sided soulmate had a short life span, how in times of the kings and queen's sometimes a bodyguard or right hand solider would have a one sided soulmate for the purpose of protecting them.
Again Mickey went back to the search option, hesitating before he typed in 'How to not fall in love with your soulmate' With this one there was no information page and mostly just people online posting about it. He read one that said 'My soulmate is an asshole, how do I make sure I don't end up with him' Which none of the answers were helpful, with sarcastic ones like 'Leave the country' 'Never talk to him again' or 'Become an asshole so you two can be assholes together lol' The best response he saw was just a simple. "Spend as little time with them as possible and give yourself limits."
Mickey continued his search typing in "If you don't kiss your soulmate back will they be able to tell that your their soulmate?" He was thankful for an information page and not just random people posting. It said that they wouldn't know until you kissed them, but they could end up getting a pull towards you as the bond wants you to kiss them back and pulls them towards you often, making them want to see you more, but that they wouldn't put it together that you were their soulmate. Then it advised him on not putting his soulmate through that telling him that soulmates was a good thing and that everyone was scared at first but the fear was less when you shared it with your soulmate. He scoffed to himself closing the internet then the laptop.
Not all that helpful, but at least it confirmed Gallagher wouldn't know about it, if they were actual soulmates unless he kissed him, which is something he didn't plan on doing. It was better for the other if he didn't know. Mickey decided that he would just avoid him aside from the quick fucks and knowing Gallagher's type he would probably need more than that and just move on. He'd show him that Mickey wasn't the one for him and make it so Gallagher chose to move on, by his own terms.
Fuck fate, it didn't know his life and he could decide for himself what was best and it was not being with Gallagher, at least more than just fucking.
It was a couple days later that he felt panic randomly well up in him that wasn't his own, which was badly timed as he had to remain calm as Terry was beyond irritable. He pushed it down ignore it, it was less than 5 minutes later that he heard knocking at the front door. When they knocked more than one Terry looked like he was ready to go to the door and lose it on them. Mickey instincts told him to answer it before Terry got more irritated.
Mickey opened the door irritated "What the fuck." He said before the door was even open enough to see who was there. He saw Gallagher standing there with a desperate look on his face. "I need to see you."
Mickey felt the desperation from the other and his voice went from annoyed to more neutral. "It's not a good time.." He'd meant to sound more angry but this soulmate shit messed with him. Gallagher looked around in a panic, his eyes vulnerable, and looking like he could start crying at any moment, he could feel how close the other felt to it too.
"I-I-I don't know where else to go." The redhead barely got out, Mickey felt an instinct he only felt for Mandy rise up, The need to protect and make her feel better, only it was applying to Gallagher. Mickey fidgeted with his hands slightly at the weird emotions running through him.
"I thought you were working today?" He asked, trying to distract himself from doing something stupid like hugging him or something equally gay when it wasn't towards his baby sister.
"Linda's gonna have my ass, I'm supposed to be there now." Ian said, panting and still looking panicked. Mickey made eye contact with the other trying to be reassuring and like he didn't care at the same time.
"I'll meet you there in twenty." Mickey responded after a second before he closed the door in Gallagher's face, Fuck that was close. He was feeling to close to reaching out to physically comfort the kid.
He steeled himself and went back into the house, he went into his room for his secret beer stash, and brought it out. They had been out of beer at the house and he figured giving them to Terry would calm him enough to make his escape, even though he'd been saving them for himself. Was even Mickey's favorite kind. It worked like planned and he made his way to the store after a a couple minutes.
Upon arriving at the store, Ian locked the door after him as there was no one else in the store, heading straight to the back without a word. Mickey didn't hesitate to follow him, he casually leaned against the wall and stared at the redhead before speaking.
"So, what's so urgent?" Mickey said trying to sound casual, and not concerned. He saw the green eyes stare at him for a moment before Ian sighed and looked away from him.
"...Nothing, It`s stupid." Mickey raised an eyebrow at him.
"Cant be that stupid if it had you panicking earlier. Fuck, just spit it out." He saw Ian bite his lip before he spoke.
"It's just my mom Monica, decided to show up after abandoning us again, she got a mental illness, doesn't take pills and is crazy. Didn't wanna stick around to see her and see what kind of drama she'll bring this time."
Mickey nodded, not sure how to respond to anything Ian said. "Not that stupid, even with shitty family members its hard to not care at all." Mickey said after a moment with a shrug. Ian just stared at him for a moment, before a smile broke through making me feel weird. He looked away from the other before speaking again.
"So you just wanted to talk or are you gonna get on me?" He asked, the change of topic causing him to feel more comfortable. He felt a bubble of happiness, that obviously wasn't his own and looked over at Gallagher. Who was still smiling but started to remove his shirt. Fuck he didn't know why the other was so happy with what he said, and it really felt weird, Gallagher's kind of happiness was different that his, more... pure and less restrained. It was hard not to go along with the feeling and smile back at him.
Instead he keep his face neutral and undid his pants, and pulled his underwear down with his pants and turned around. Gallagher moved closer to him and quickly pulled out the lube he had in the store for whatever reason and quickly lubed up his fingers, prepping Mickey only slightly before he slicked up his dick and pressed it inside.
Gallagher fucked him at a faster speed, probably taking his frustrations out while he fucked him. Not the Mickey cared, he liked the faster speed and he was only here for a quick fuck anyways... Though he did come to the store not knowing if Gallagher would be up for fucking him, whatever he was just dealing with him because it wasn't easy to find a guy who'd fuck him and keep quiet about it. He cleared his head as he got lost in the feeling of Gallagher dick thrusting against his prostate.
They were both getting closer to finishing and he felt a weird emotional come over him, One of Gallagher's he assumed. Just as he was about to ignore it, he felt the others hand go over his, holding his hand against the shelf he was holding, and he felt the affectionate emotion from the other, he let out a louder moan. Only because the others affection threw him off and he forgot his self control for a moment, and not because of how the affection made him feel while they had sex, nothing like that.
Just as Mickey got lost in the sex again, feeling like he was about to come, he heard the door open and turned his head. Seeing towel head there he felt like someone had poured ice-cold water on him and he shoved Ian off and quickly pulled up his pants, pushing Kash out of his way and he quickly left the store.
Fuck, just hearing the door open, he pictured for a second it was Terry opening the door, fucking towel head ruining his orgasm. He didn't get why he hadn't said anything, and he didn't look shocked or like he was just learning that Gallagher was gay. It was just then that it clicked together in his head, Ian had lube and condoms in the back of the store before he'd even fucked him. Ha, towel head was quiet cause he was feeling betrayed at Ian fucking someone else.
Seconds after realizing that other feelings came up for him, One was disgust for Kash, who would find the towel-head attractive at their age. The second felt close to jealousy but Mickey wasn't gay and didn't like Gallagher in that way, probably just more disgust that someone that old had gone for Gallagher and with that much of a age difference, and him being Ian's boss it was like taking advantage of the other. Well at least he could threaten him into keeping quiet, towel head was married with kids and he doubted the man wanted that out in the open.
Mickey had a cigarette to calm his nerves and it was a half hour before he headed back to the store, he had to make sure towel head kept his mouth shut, make sure he knew where he stood and not to mess with him.
As he entered the store, towel head didn't even turn to look at him and Mickey smirked before he spoke. "Fucking right you keep your mouth shut."
He stepped further into the store before speaking again. "You better keep it shut."
"You hear me?" Mickey questioned, though he didn't expect an answer from someone as cowardly as towel head. He grabbed a snickers bar, easily his favorite chocolate bar.
"Put the candy back Mickey." Kash spoke, sounding more broken than anything, but Mickey didn't care. Towel head deserved it, taking advantage of Ian and cheating on his wife. He opened the snickers bar and took a bite.
"That's sweet. I like em sweet." He chewed the chocolate as he spoke. "But then, so do you huh" Mickey laughed to himself.
"Put it back. Now." Kash spoke sounding more angry, Mickey didn't even turn to look at the other, he had no fear of towel head. Just then the trigger was pulled and a shot went flying close to him.
"Fuck." Mickey said, as he turned around, surprised he didn't think towel head had it in him to even attempt to point a gun at him, Mickey was lost for words for a moment.
"Kash what are you doing?!" He heard Gallagher shout as he came out from the back and he felt the anger and concern radiating off of the other. Hearing the others response and feeling his emotions, he got over his momentary loss for words.
"It's a fuckin' snickers bar!" Mickey yelled back at the older man who still had a gun pointed at him. Just then towel head pulled the trigger again this time, Mickey felt it in his leg.
"Fuck" Mickey swore before he groaned out in pain, grabbing his leg. Fuck did it hurt being shot, no one had had the guts to shot him before, knowing his family and usually he was pretty prepared when it came to serious danger.
"Holy. Shit" He barely heard Gallagher say, before he groaned in pain.
"Jesus" Mickey gasped out in pain, before Gallagher rushed over to him, looking him over.
"You okay?" He asked, though he didn't seem to expect a response.
"Hey, hey look at me, look at me." Ian said, his hand going to the side of his face for a moment ,his concern almost overpowering the pain Mickey felt which was a bit confusing.
"You fucking suck!" Mickey shouted at Kash, through the pain and all the concern he felt from Gallagher. Ian continued to fuss over him for a minute before he barked back to towel head.
"Call an ambulance!" Towel head sullenly nodded and went to make the call. Mickey try to stifle any groans of pain and turned his attention to the redhead still radiating concern and trying to look at his wound.
"Gallagher." He said waiting to get the others full attention. Green eyes looked up into his, still full of concern.
"I'll be fine, but you should get out of here." Ian went to shake his head to refuse before Mickey cut him off.
"Just go Gallagher, I'll be fine. You getting involved when the cops and shit get here isn't gonna help anyone." Mickey said dismissively, not looking directly at the redhead. He felt affection laced with worry come from his soulmate, before he felt the others hand squeeze his shoulder before he nodded at Mickey and got off the floor, and left out the front door.
Mickey let out a sigh to himself, with his gun shot wound his emotional control was lacking, he couldn't help but want to make Gallagher feel better and want him out of harms way. Not like his family had a good reputation either, They'd believe whatever towel head told them over either of them anyways.
Shortly after the cops and paramedics arrived he felt uneasiness coming from his soulmate, followed by betrayal, sadness and a feeling of hopelessness. Mickey guessed it was to do with the mother Ian mentioned before everything got out of control.
Mickey was patched up at the hospital and given clutches that he hate using but whatever it made it so he could walk by himself.
The next day when he heard that he had a visitor he was bit surprised and wondered who it was before he felt nervousness coming from his soulmate. Of course it would be Gallagher, his family didn't really care for visiting each other in jail, they always seen it as a waste of time.
He walked over to the visiting chair, and almost threw his clutches on the ground, he really didn't like how weak they made him look, He sat down and picked up the phone. As Gallagher just stared intensely at him, Mickey looked around avoiding his eyes before he spoke. Offhanded thanking him for putting money in is commissary account. When he said that he got Kash to put it in there, by essential scaring the older man into it. Mickey couldn't help the small smile that passed across his lips for a second at the thought, he couldn't help being impressed by the other.
He saw Gallagher smile back at him before he spoke, looking directly at Mickey.
"How long?"
Mickey looked around awkwardly for a bit before he answered the younger. "I dunno. Supposed to be a year right? Maybe only a couple months if I don't do something stupid." He kept looking away from the other, making eye contact that whole time would of felt too intimate and being in juvie didn't make intimacy feel any safer.
"Like what?" He heard the other seriously ask him, feeling how serious the other felt he knew he couldn't make eye contact without wanting to say something to make him feel better. Instead he threatened the guy who kept trying to steal his jello all while not looking back at Gallagher. He glanced back once he was done and felt he was able to handle some brief eye contact.
"I-I miss you." Gallagher said while only briefly looking away when he felt the shyness come through the one sided soulmate bond, he could also feel how genuine the other was when he said so, even though it had only been a day since they'd seen each other. Mickey felt his heart squeeze but didn't break eye contact, but schooled his face not to change his outward expression at all.
"You say that again and I'll rip your tongue out of your head." Mickey responded despite his inner emotions trying to reach out for its soulmate. Ian stared at him for a second before his face broke up into a wide smile, and warmth and affection took over Gallagher's emotions.
Mickey subtly bit his lip and looked away, before looking back when he saw Ian's hand go to the glass, pressing against it. Mickey was almost overcome by Gallagher's emotions and his hand twitched as it wanted to go against the glass in-front of his.
"Take your hand off the glass." He forced himself to roll his eyes and looked away again, so much for being able to handle the eye contact, why was Gallagher so open with his emotions and why did he feel them so much. Ian still continued smiling at him, before he asked about sending him a letter in jail, Mickey shrugged.
"Guess one wouldn't hurt, take away some of the boredom in here, maybe include some tits in it or something." Ian seemed to be content with that, though he rolled his eyes at the tit comment he didn't say anything to go against it. He didn't get why Gallagher was so happy with visiting him, he could feel the happiness he had from it, though it was better than the emotional roller coaster he felt yesterday from the other. At least feeling Ian's intense emotions would keep some of the boredom away, and if it secretly had Mickey feeling less alone while he was in juvie, who was going to know.
Notes: Not sure if the next chapter will be In Ian's POV or Mickey's or a mix.