Notes: Sorry for such a long wait between chapters, working during a pandemic is real stressful. I'm grateful to still have a job but its felt like three years in one, and I'd be grateful for more time off, had to take a week holidays to just get this chapter out and relax. Hope everyone is being safe out there. Anyways sorry if its a short chapter, I am working on the next chapter but it could be slow as well. Hope everyone enjoys the update.
Chapter 7- The Event
Things with Mickey had been good lately considering he was in Juvie for awhile, Mickey even gave him a blowjob that was obviously his first attempt at one, which was the best one Ian had received, which he would say if he just went by how it felt alone without his feelings for mickey making him biased. Even with Ian being at a group home at the moment, he didn't even feel that upset about it, it did lead up to finally spending the night with Mickey. if anything he's felt a bit giddy since he was invited over. He might be in love with Mickey but that wasn't anyone's business but his own and he wasn't going to admit it any time soon.
Ian felt that him and Mickey were slowly getting closer, they still didn't kiss, but Mickey got obviously jealous with Ned, and sometimes he'd even see the rare smile on the others face. When Ian came over he even made some pizza pockets for them and he was happy that Mickey seemed to relax more when it was just the two of them. They watched a movie then ended up just talking, which supported Ian's feeling of how they were getting closer.
Not that they talked about their feelings towards each other or anything like that, Ian told him more about how he wants to join the army and how its about helping people more than anything else. He talked about his family, how much he loved his younger siblings. Mickey in response even told him how close he actually was with Mandy and how he'd do anything to protect her, how she deserved to he happy and he would do anything he could make that happen. Ian smiled at him and fondness unable to help himself at the other opening up to him.
"You deserve to be happy too." Ian said easily, it was easy to say when he truly believed it, even with Mickey's hard edges, he knew he had a good heart and deserved it.
"I… It's…" Mickey struggled to respond, but then got up and headed to the bedroom beckoning Ian to follow him.
Ian trip briefly over his own legs as he excitedly got up to follow which made him quietly curse to himself, before got them under control and quickly followed. When Ian got through the door he saw that Mickey was leaned against a wall and was looking at him, then he started to remove his pants, leaving him in just his boxer, which was tented slightly.
Ian let out a groan, and let his arousal take over and he pinned Mickey against the wall, his mouth attacked Mickey's neck as he shoved off his own pants. Mickey let out a small hiss then he shoved Ian lightly. Which worried Ian for a second when he was worried that the other was going to change his mind.
"Careful on the injured cheek Gallagher." Mickey said, Ian paused, pressing a gentle kiss against Mickey's neck before he flipped them around so that Ian was the one pressed against the wall. He then rubbed himself against Mickey, and they thrusted against each other for awhile before Ian moved to remove Mickey's shirt, followed by his own. They both removed their boxers at the same time, identical grins on their faces. Finally having to not hide or be quiet, they didn't even close the door to Mickey's bedroom.
When their dicks came into contact with each others they both let out loud groans, Ian enjoyed finally being able to hear Mickey's groans, he usually tried to muffle them when there was any chance of anyone hearing. Ian lifted Mickey and leaned against the the walls as support as he ground up against him, groaning almost directly in Mickey's ear. Ian rubbed himself against Mickey's ass, but without the lube it didn't slide in and he didn't want to force it in.
"Where's the-" Ian started breathlessly.
"By the bed, under the pillow." Mickey cut him off before he could finish his question. Ian carried him over to the bed before he brought put Mickey onto the bed slowly, he grabbed a pillow and put it under his lower back to keep his ass from touching the bed. He ended right in front of Mickey, and they made eye contact but Ian's eyes drifted as he couldn't help looking at Mickey's lips.
Ian licked his lips, fuck he really wanted to kiss him so badly, kissing always added to the pleasure for him, and Mickey's while a bit chapped he could just picture the warmth that would come from them. He stared at Mickey's lip's moving closer but stopping right before they made contact, he didn't want to ruin things and end up pushing Mickey away by breaking the no kissing rule. Ian let out a breath, trying to calm his desire, and closed his eyes to try to reduce the temptation, to push the longing down. He pulled back slightly, as the closeness wasn't helping him calm down. Just before Ian was about to open his eyes, he felt warmth push against his lips, before teeth clanked slightly against his own. He felt Mickey exhale against him, which sounded a bit shaky.
Ian moved his lips against Mickey's in response, to try and calm the other as well as let Mickey make the next move. He felt Mickey kiss him more passionately, in what was a more bruising kiss, Ian responded in earnest, his heart was racing at finally getting the kiss he'd been dreaming of. Ian pressed his tongue against the other lips, leading the kiss now that Mickey had clearly given his consent, even more as he opened his mouth in response. Ian groaned as their tongues met, and he rubbed his against Mickey's feeling more aroused than normal, more than he had experience with just a kiss in the past. They continued to make out until the need for air arrived, Ian wished he could continue kissing Mickey for a lot longer but reluctantly pulled back.
He opened his eyes and took in the look of the boy in front of him, and then saw he always saw the full color of blue expand to all the colors around him, and he opened his mouth in shock, sitting back on the bed. just then Mickey's eyes opened and focused on him.
"Mick….You…" Ian started in a quiet tone, unable to form a sentence, not knowing how to form words with the mixture of feelings taking over. Mickey looked confused as he spoke.
"Fuck, what the hell is…" Mickey started to say, before Ian saw the panic appear in the blue eyes in front of him. Then Mickey sat up and looked away from him, Mickey who was his fucking soulmate. Just then he remembered that he kissed Mickey before he even got shot by Kash, he was about to shout at Mickey about how he knew all this time and didn't tell him when he felt doubt, feelings of being unworthy, feelings of failure, sadness and mind blowing panic. Which wasn't how he was feeling right now and it confused him for a second before he remembered how some soulmates could feel each other's emotions.
Those were Mickey's feelings weren't they? If he didn't feel them he would doubt that Mickey felt anything, Mickey pulled the blanket over his lap to cover up him being naked, but still wasn't even looking at him, he wasn't actually getting up to move away either, if Ian didn't feel the emotions from the other he would of thought the other felt nothing, but it felt like he was having an anxiety attack and overwhelmed. Ian's anger vanished as fast as it had formed as he focused on Mickey's emotions. He swallowed the lump in his throat that he didn't even know had formed and crawled forward a bit, which caused Mickey to twitch slightly but he refused to look at him.
"Mickey..." Ian said in a quiet tone trying to get the other to look at him, when it failed to work Ian reached out and touched Mickey's bare shoulder. Which brought panicked blue eyes to focus on his calm green ones, Mickey bit his lip, which was a nervous tick Ian knew Mickey had. Ian stared back into the blue eyes before he spoke.
"Mick... It's okay." He said calmly which caused the other to avert his eyes, the panic not decreasing in the slightest, if anything it got worse. Ian decided to take a different approach, he pulled on his boxers and left the room briefly, coming back with a pack of cigarettes which he lit one and handed it to Mickey. Mickey took it after a few seconds of hesitation. Ian sat beside Mickey and didn't say anything as he felt the panic calm down slightly as Mickey slowly smoked. It was a good twenty minutes before Ian spoke, once the other felt less panicked.
"Did that help?" He asked quietly, not looking at Mickey.
"...Fuck." Mickey mumbled, not responding to Ian's question right away but at least able to form words.
"I'm not upset about it you know." Ian said, he was fine with it being mostly him talking, that's how it usually was with them, Mickey would comment when he wanted to and now with feeling Mickey's emotions it would be even better.
"I'm guessing you either didn't want me to know or assumed it was one sided, I'm not mad at you." Ian continued, earning a grunt from Mickey.
"You were angry for a second, I could feel it ya know." Mickey replied, which caused Ian to laugh lightly.
"Well only cause you knew for so long and didn't mention it, I'm not upset that it's you.. I'm actually happy it's you." Ian said the last part more quietly even though it was just the two of them and he wasn't quiet enough that he wasn't heard.
"Fuck Gallagher, why are you happy that it's me? My best skill is stealing shit, I've been in Juvie twice already, I'm not even gonna finish high school and will probably end up in jail. My life is heading no where... We can't be together, I can't be gay and my dad would fucking kill both of us!" Mickey ranted then shouted at him. Which Ian felt the anger try and cover up the emotions of sadness and hopelessness, probably Mickey trying to ignore them.
"You have a lot of other things about you besides stealing shit, and you decide where you life takes you Mick... Nothing needs to change right now, not like were gonna be announcing shit to your dad... Sitting here practically naked is pretty gay you know. " Ian said teasingly trying to change the mood, and he already knew it'd be a long wait for Mickey to be comfortable with everything.
Mickey snorted quietly in response but didn't say anything, biting his lip lightly before he turned away. Ian tried to get a feel for how the other was feeling but didn't get much besides the anger that was still lingering. Maybe Mickey needed some time to himself, Ian may be just learning that they were soulmate but he accepted it easily, and unlike with Mickey it got rid of his doubts.
"I can go if you want, maybe sneak back home for the night so we both have time to let this all sink in?" Ian suggested, concerned for Mickey but not sure him being here was helpful, then he started to gather his clothes when Mickey didn't say anything.
"No, just... Right now can we not talk about it?" Mickey seemed to struggle to speak, Ian put his clothes in a pile and walked back over to the bed.
"Okay..." Ian said, as he sat on the bed and then looked over at his soulmate, and he couldn't help the love he felt for him, seeing Mickey's eyes widen and look at him, he realized that Mickey probably felt his emotions. He felt his face heat up and hoped Mickey wouldn't bring it up, fuck he just realized Mickey's probably been feeling his emotions for awhile now.
"Let's not talk, we were in the middle of something before, unless you're not up for it Milkovich." Ian said teasingly, hoping this would relax the other.
"You wish Gallagher." Mickey replied with his usual tone, then laid back on the bed, the pillow still there to avoid laying on the injured cheek, almost in the exact same position they were in before the reveal. Ian took in the sight of the other, covered just barely by the sheet and he must of taken too long as Mickey spoke again breaking him from his staring.
"You gonna get on me or not?" The other tried to sound annoyed but the slight flush on the his face gave him away. Ian crawled over to him, not sure if he was still allowed to kiss Mickey after everything, instead his let his hands rub over the others chest, before his hands went under the sheet. Mickey was barely hard when his hands first came into contact with his dick, and he felt the other feel self conscious, probably over his size. Mickey was just a bit below average size, but with a lot more girth than Ian's but that was when he was hard, it seemed Mickey was more of a grower.
Ian didn't say anything, but stroked him, his lips moving to Mickey's neck to distract him, he felt Mickey get harder in his hand, and then felt Mickey grab the back of his hair and pull him away from his neck. Ian was about to object when Mickey crashed their mouths together, his tongue pushing against Ian's lips that he easily opened in response. Their tongues battled for dominance and he no longer felt anger from the other as they got wrapped up in each other.
Mickey pulled Ian against himself and their dicks rubbed against each other through the sheet and Ian's boxers, Ian removed his hand from the other and pulled the sheet off of his soulmate, tossing it aside. Ian pulled back from the kiss to take in the full view of Mickey's body before tugging off his own boxers. He saw Mickey's eyes rake over his body and lust through the bond that only increased his own. Fuck this was gonna make sex even better wasn't it? Ian moved back and kissed Mickey again, enjoying finally being able to after wanting to for so long, which made Ian think of something else he's wanted to do. What better time when he could feel the other reactions clearly. He pulled away from the kiss and lust filled blue eyes opened and stared at him, Ian smiled at him.
"Flip over." Ian said stroking Mickey's side before he rolled over onto his stomach, the pillow still under him, making it more perfect as his ass was practically presented to him. Ian held back a growl and lowed himself closer to Mickey, his hands going to squeeze Mickey's ass before he spread him open revealing his pink opening. Mickey moved his ass up more, his eyes closed bringing him closer to Ian.
Ian hesitated a moment before he learned down, his face right in front of Mickey's ass, then his tongue swiped over the wrinkled skin. Mickey whined before he muffled himself, Ian felt a shot of shock and arousal being pushed at him from the bond. It made Ian's dick twitch in response, he never heard Mickey whine like that before and the taste was unique, similar to Mickey's skin but stronger and more masculine. Ian's tongue pressed against his entrance again, as he started licking eagerly. He felt the arousal from Mickey and physically felt him shaking a bit, he was really glad they were soulmates, otherwise he wouldn't of been sure if Mickey liked it or not.
Ian pulled away from Mickey's ass to see Mickey hand near his mouth, with slight bite marks on it. Ian held back a chuckle and reached up, moving Mickey's hand away from his mouth by holding his had and intertwining his their fingers before he moved back down. Ian felt embarrassment and felt Mickey try and move his hand away, which Ian responded with by squeezing gently and his mouth going back to Mickey's entrance. Ian licked gently and circled his tongue around the ring. Mickey responded with small moans and grunts of pleasure, his hand squeezing back, which seemed to be involuntary.
Mickey kept releasing moans and grunts of arousal as Ian pushed inside of him, he continued until it seemed like Mickey had had enough. Which he literally waited til Mickey told him.
"E-Enough Gallagher, fuck me already." Mickey said in more of a pant, Ian lubed up his fingers and quickly made sure that Mickey was well stretched out, which didn't take long with how relaxed his hole was from the licking.
Mickey might of told him to fuck him but he took his time and it was more like making love not that Ian would say that to Mickey, he was sure the other wouldn't appreciate it and it might just make him pull away.
The first round was slow, but the second round was faster as Mickey took control when Ian tried to go slow for a second time. After the second round While laying in the afterglow Mickey fell asleep. Ian couldn't help but watch him sleep for awhile, he looked so relaxed and content in his sleep. Ian turned off the lights and shut the door to the room before he laid down next to his soulmate, he wished that this night could last forever without any complications getting in their way with Mickey being true to himself. After laying there for ten minutes or so Mickey moved and had clung to Ian's body heat in his sleep, with the strong arms around him he fell asleep with a smile on his face.
The next morning he woke up in Mickey's arms, Mickey was still asleep, Ian slowly moved his arms off of him, out his clothes on and went to start on breakfast. Just eggs that were just before their expiry date, coffee and some toast but Ian made it work.
Mickey came out right before he was about to go wake him, probably smelling the food, he grunted in response to Ian saying morning. It seemed like he wasn't really a morning person, they drank and ate in silence.
Ian snagged a shower while Mickey had his second cup of coffee, when he dressed.
"Alright I gotta get to work." Ian announced as Mickey came in from the other room, taking his benwa beds with him.
"Alright, just give me a minute okay?" Mickey said as he ended the room, then he handed the beads to Ian.
"Want to do the honors?" Mickey asked as Ian looked at him confused.
"What is this rosary for giants?" Ian asked, obviously not knowing what they were at all.
" No no, there, there a Benwa Beads you put them in my ass and pull em out real slow." Mickey explained when he realized Gallagher really didn't know what they are.
"How is that fun for me?" Ian asked as he dropped the beads and started directing Mickey to where he wanted. He felt mickey feel a bit embarrassed over the bond as his idea was shot down but he laughed it off.
"Next time" Ian said softly as his hand went to bend Mickey over. Which soothed Mickey easily enough, it was the first time he shared this kinda thing with someone.
"Alright, Okay just go easy on the injured check." Mickey said teasingly, with a small laugh.
"I'll just go on the other one okay" Ian stated, before he positioned himself behind Mickey, enjoy the view and the easy smile that was on Mickey's face, he seemed much more relaxed, enough that they couldn't even be bothered to move to the bedroom. Ian went slow as he didn't want to cause Mickey's bullet wounds to hurt him during sex, he almost suggested a different position but it he could tell this was the way Mickey wanted it.
"Fuck" "Shit" the both swore as they got more into it. Ian was just about to speed up slightly when the front door opened.
"What the fuck?!" Terry shouted. Ian didn't even have to see who it was first hand to know it was Terry, Mickey had seen him and the fear flowed from the bond.
"Dad, hold on." Mickey pleaded as he got his clothes on, while Ian scrambled for his own.
"What Mandy wasn't enough for you?!" Terry shouted as he lunged at Ian and punched him in the face knocking him to the ground. Mickey's mind had gone blank for a second before his vision flashed red and he saw Terry attacking Ian. Ian barely defended himself as he was taken by shock and easily outweighed by Terry.
"Get the fuck off of him!" Mickey yelled as he lunged himself at Terry trying to pull him off. It was his fault that they were in this mess not Ian's. Ian wasn't the one with an abusive asshole for a father. His father then directed his anger where it belong and Mickey took the beating, barely able to fight back against him, he pleaded mentally for Ian to get away.
"No son of mine is gonna be a goddamn aids monkey!" Terry yelled at him, Mickey saw Ian try and make a break for it and almost felt relieved before Terry pulled a gun on him, telling him to sit his ass back down. As Ian slowly sat back down with Terry pointing the gun at him. Mickey instinctively reached for Terry trying to stop him, it was then that Terry hit him with the back of the gun, and he started feeling really dizzy and he blacked out for a minute.
Ian felt a weird feeling from the bond as Mickey lost consciousness, he couldn't believe this was happening, last night they had been honest with each other and confirmed being soulmates, were going to take it slowly and now he didn't know if they'd make it to the end of the day. He felt hopeless and broken-hearted, sick to his stomach as he could only watch Mickey take a beating and struggle with consciousness.
"It's Terry, send over the Russian." Was what mickey thought he heard as he came back to consciousness. Both Ian and Mickey sat there silently just breathing. Mickey thought for a second that some Russian mobster was gonna come in and end their lives.
A skinny female came in with brown hair, she looked around confused for a second, Mickey felt brief relief. Before Terry directed her over to Mickey.
"Shes gonna fuck the faggot out of you kid." Terry said as it was a reassurance to him and going to fix everything.
"Ride him til he likes it." He said to her as he stepped back. She got undressed in front of him, obeying his father.
"And you're goddamn gonna watch." Terry said to Ian and Mickey whined as they both went to remove his boxers.
She got on top and started riding him, he felt dizzy probably had a concussion from the pistol whipping he got but that pain didn't come close to the emotional pain he felt from Ian, He himself felt numb and dizzy, but he could feel heart break from Ian, as he felt him barely contain his tears. Mickey stared at Ian, wishing he could do something to change the look on his face, Ian averted his eyes from him. He took in the broken expression on Ian's face one last time, he didn't plan to look at him again, trying to engrave Ian's expression in his mind so he wouldn't forget why he wasn't going to try and be with Ian again, not that his father would let him anyways.
Mickey needed this to end so he switched positions and took control, which caused Ian to feel even more broken, Mickey pushed it away mentally and started fucking the whore his father called for him. All he wanted was for Terry to let Ian go and for the heartbreak to end. His dick got softer with each thrust, luckily the whore was loose enough that it was easy for him to keep thrusting even while being only half hard. He made brief eye contact with the whore, hoping she'd go along with his plan, he couldn't get his dick any harder and didn't have any other choice.
He went faster and tried to make it seem like it was just the lead up to cumming in her. He grunted and thrust hard into and then went still, praying that she wouldn't say anything about how he didn't actually come and he stopped trying to keep his dick hard and he let his dick go soft inside her.
Terry looked towards Ian with a grin on his face, though his eyes were still angry as he spoke angrily at Ian.
"Get the fuck out of our house you faggot." He spat, and Mickey heard Ian gather his clothes almost trip and leave the house, though Mickey refused to look at him. He lifted his head and looked up at Terry with his expression blank, waiting for anything to happen. Terry glared at him and went to leave the room, stopping in the doorway.
"Fucking clean this shit up and don't even think of leaving this house." He said and he left the room. Mickey numbly put boxers and a shirt on then cleaned up the mess, he threw his Benwa beads in the garbage, made sure it was covered by other trash then went to his bed. He felt his eyes water and he squeezed them shut to stop any tears and passed out, his head hurting, letting the numbness take over.
He was woken up hours later by Mandy who sounded panicked, he forced his eyes open as he tried to sit up, which didn't go well when he felt dizzy still. It took him a minute to focus on what she was saying.
"...ou okay? What happened?!" Mickey blinked then saw that his door was closed and took in the concerned look on his baby sisters face and sighed.
"Head hurts, concussion probably... Terry... Came home early." Her eyes widened and filled with tears as she hugged him gently.
"...Is Ian okay?" She whispered to him, he squeezed her back gently as his voice cracked as he answered her.
"Got Terry off of him...Thought Terry was gonna..." Mandy pulled away from him, tears going down her cheeks as she smiled sadly at him.
"You protected him Mickey... " Mickey almost shook his head before he hissed in pain from the concussion at his attempt.
"He called a whore for me to fuck the gay out... Made Ian watch." His voice was unsteady as he spoke, and he looked away from Mandy, he heard her make a small gasp before she spoke.
"Oh Mick..." Mandy said sadly, as she leaned against him gently.
"...We're full soulmates.. "Mickey mumbled, his thoughts swirling around his headache. Mandy blinked at him in surprise but before she could smile and be happy for him that they were full soulmates he continued.
"I can't... I'm not gonna see him anymore."
"What?! You can't just not see him, he's your soulmate Mickey and he wants to be with you, he told me." She insisted only raising her voice briefly before she lowered it back down.
"You didn't see his face Mandy... It broke him to see that shit, I can't put him through that again. What if next time Terry doesn't stop. Ian's better off without this shit!" Mickey raised his voice at the end which resulted in his head hurting more.
"Neither do you, neither of us chose to have Terry as a father." She stated sadly.
"It's my life not his, he wants to join the army, help people and he has plans for his future. I'm not gonna hold him back with my shitty life." Mandy sighed, but nodded.
"I get it, really I do... I just wish there was a way you could both be happy."
"I know Mands I know.." He sighed, as he looked down at his hands. She squeezed his shoulder as she got up, she returned with a first aid kit and patched him up, being more gently than you would expect from her. They fell asleep back to back that night, Mickey tossed and turned in his sleep waking Mandy a couple times but she didn't mind she was just happy that her brother was still alive after everything.
The next morning Mickey asked Mandy to keep an eye on Ian and try and comfort him if she could, but they both decided that Mandy was going to pretend she didn't know, even though she originally wanted to just be honest, Mickey made her promise she wouldn't. He also told her to try and stay away from the house as much as possible with Terry probably being more irritable because of him.
Mandy tried to ask Ian about why he was down a couple times since then but he mostly stayed quiet, and just said that the guy they talked about was avoiding him. She kinda wished that her and Lip spent less time together, it was a lot harder to get her best friend to open up to her when it was the three of them. And she had her own issues to work out, she even asked Lip if Ian had said anything to her and he honestly told her that he hadn't with them focusing on helping Fiona get them back from family services. She asked if he knew who Ian was seeing, which he admitted he knew but that it was up to Ian if he told her or not.
It was a week after the Gallagher had gotten back home that Terry finally talked to Mickey since the incident. And it wasn't what he was expecting, but he couldn't say that he was surprised after. Mickey had been drinking heavily for the last week, it helped numb his reality so it took him a second to focus and listen to what Terry was saying.
"You remember the Russian I called for you?" Terry asked but continued talking not caring for Mickey's input in the slightest.
"I made a deal with her, you're gonna marry her and help her get her green card. And shes going to keep quiet about why I called her last time and help with what money she gets from her job." Terry stated while he had a cigarette, Mickey opened his mouth to argue but he saw a murderous look come across Terry's face and he nodded and said nothing in response.
He should of known he had no choices in his life after Terry walking in on them, he just wished she was fatter, at the very least when they were he could barely feel notice their feminine curves and their breasts seems less perky. Terry continued telling him details of the wedding how it would take place in three weeks from now, and how he was inviting a lot of their main business contacts, Mickey zoned out most of it and just nodded occasionally, maybe if he went to sleep he would wake up to find this was all some horrible dream. He wondered if the rest of his life would just be dull and uncaring, with vibrant colors to remind him of what he couldn't have.
Ian forced himself through the motions after what his mind refereed to as the event, he didn't even want to revisit what happened mentally. He didn't feel much from the bond and wondered if trauma could damage soulmate bonds or not, but he couldn't bring himself to look it up.
He had tried texting Mickey but it never went through, Mickey was obviously avoiding him, he didn't show up at their work and had probably blocked Ian's number, it didn't surprise him after what they went through but he couldn't help being concerned and wishing he felt at least something from their bond, to know how Mickey was feeling at least a little bit.
Mandy seemed concerned about him too but he just couldn't bring himself to tell her, it helped that she was dating Lip and it kept them from having lots of time alone for her to get it out of him, he hadn't even told Lip about what happened, it just felt like too much to bring up, they could tell he was a bit down but they didn't press too much.
Ian kept hoping for Mandy to bring Mickey up in some way but she didn't, not even mentioning his pistol whipping which he was sure she would of seen the aftermath of it at some point, even if she hadn't spent the night at her place often lately. Probably a good idea, he didn't wanna picture how much of a nightmare being around Terry probably was at the moment.
It was two weeks later that Mandy finally brought Mickey up, it was almost like she didn't want to the way she hesitated but the words were clear never the less, she turned to Lip.
"...Would you be my date to Mickey's wedding?" Ian stared and his heart broke again, he didn't hear Lip's response or even notice Mandy taking in his reaction with a frown on her face. His soulmate was getting married to someone else, his soulmate was avoiding him and marrying someone else two weeks after they finally opened up to each other, made love and knew they were soulmates.
"I gotta go..." Ian stated as he fled, not bothering to answer Lip's questions about where he was going. He thought Lip was going to follow him but he didn't. He didn't know where he was going until he got there, the baseball field that Mickey and him went to, he spent an hours just zoning out before he started wondering, he happened to pass by the Alibi.
He heard Terry speaking and stepped inside without thinking, the Alibi was full of people for once, seemed like Terry brought a whole group with him and didn't even notice Ian enter the bar, he felt so angry and wished he had a bat or something to use against him, he stepped forward before he stopped dead in his tracks seeing the Russian prostitute Terry called for them just two weeks ago. Looks like she just arrived before him as she stepped forward.
"Meet my future daughter in law, Svetlana." Terry said loudly, obviously already drunk at this point, Ian turned right around as he felt rage take over, heading straight back home before he did something he would regret.
Lip tried to go after Ian only to be stopped by Mandy, who shook her head at him and he was about to argue with her before she spoke.
"I'm worried about him too but he needs time to process this, it's a lot to take in but he needed to know." She stated, sounding serious and a bit down about the situation.
"You know about them?" Lip asked surprised, Ian didn't mentioned anything about telling Mandy about them. She nodded slowly before she spoke again.
"I cant get into it, but you should go home and wait for Ian to make his way back, I think he will needs someone to talk to once hes thought it through... I'm going to go home for the night." She easily stated before she kissed him on the cheek with a forced smile then walked away.
He went home and thought the situation, Ian hadn't really mentioned anything about Mickey since they were in the group home, Maybe he should of asked more about it when Ian seemed down but he figured Ian would tell him when he wanted to, plus he had been busy with Mandy and Karen being back. He wondered how they got from having a night together to Mickey marrying someone else within two weeks.
It was a couple hours later when Ian got home, went straight up to their room where Lip was and threw his bag against the window next to Lip in anger.
"Mickey's marrying a whore!" Ian exclaimed before he leaned against their bunk bed.
"Terry made Mickey fuck her to fuck the gay out of him" Ian said unable to keep everything to himself any longer.
"When?" Lip asked as he moved closer to Ian sensing the seriousness of the conversation.
"After he caught us together." Ian stated, hating to have to revisit these memories but it was overwhelming him with a wedding added to it.
"Dude How did I not know this shit?" Lip asked sounding a bit offended as he moved to sit down on the bed. Ian almost scoffed as he replied, too angry to keep himself calm.
"I didn't tell you." Lip seemed to take that answer at face value and didn't make the situation worse as he replied calmly.
"Huh, I don't know. Did it work?" Lip asked, trying to get a better gauge on what was happening.
"He might of faked it once or twice but... he wants to be with me. I know what he felt with me. I could actually feel it the last time we were together... You can't fake that." Ian said, his arms crossed over his chest as he barely contained his sadness, the anger slipping away as he spoke, he then moved to sit on the bed beside his brother.
"Ian, my brother, you need to get out there and fuck someone new." Lip said trying to make his brother feel better, in the best way he could think of, usually it would of worked but Ian just looked more angry.
"He's my fucking soulmate Lip!" Ian yelled at him, Lip took a second and sighed softly.
"You know soulmates don't work out for everyone, like me and Karen being half, and Monica and Frank are like a match made in hell." Lip said sympathetically, which made Ian laugh a tiny bit. Lip nudged Ian jokingly, as he tried to lighten up the conversation more.
"Can't believe you finally told Mandy about you and Mickey, thought you'd find it awkward with them being siblings and all." Lip said with a laugh.
"I didn't tell Mandy..." Ian said in shock, as he stared at Lip to see if he was just pulling his leg, he didn't see any sign of this and didn't know how to react. How did Mandy find out...