Hey, since you're taking prompts and are one of my favorite gallavich writers, I offer this humble, poorly worded prompt: I'm convinced that they had their second kiss on the couch during the sleepover and that it's A LOT for both Ian and Mickey emotionally and just really that whole evening that we didn't get to see of them finally kissing, like really kissing, and just... the emotions, you know? Thrilling and scary and revelatory and joyful and finally and new???
hopefully this fulfills all your exciting-second-kiss-first-sleepover needs!!! letâs just imagine this is an alternate universe where this happens and the screen fades to black and nothing else happens for the rest of the episode okay!!!!!!!! i hope you like it <3
Ian feels nerves bubbling in his stomach forapproximately the ten thousandth time tonight but theyâre good kinds of nerves.That fizzy, anticipatory feeling that he always associates with being alonewith Mickey. Theyâve finished their pizza rolls and, to be honest, Ian hasnâtbeen paying attention to the movie for at least the past fifteen minutes.
Itâs just- heâs alonewith Mickey. They have the house to themselves and the fact that Mickey mightâveactually orchestrated it to be that way makes Ian lightheaded. Mickey hadbusted him out of the group home, Mickey had made him dinner, Mickey had kissedhim a couple of days ago and Ianâs been itching to do it again ever since.
He hadnât pushed what with the whole Mickey gettingshot in the ass thing and then social services fucking everything up;truthfully, heâd barely even had any time alone with Mickey since then. But nowâŠ
Ian takes another anxious pull of his beer and castsa sidelong glance at Mickey. He feels like a kid caught with his hand in thecookie jar when he realises Mickeyâs already looking at him.
âThe fuckâs wrong with you?â Mickey asks, soundingmore amused than surly, and fuck, Ian canât stop staring at his mouth.
âDid you really just invite me over here to watchmovies?â Ian asks, swallowing around the dryness in his throat when Mickeyâsexpression morphs into a smirk.
âSomebodyâs eager tonight,â Mickey remarks, twistinga bit to face Ian more, body loose and open and looking so, so inviting. âSharinâa room with all those guys getting you worked up?â
âShut the fuck up, thatâs not the reason,â Ian huffs.He pauses to watch Mickey, carefully reading his expression for any signs ofhesitance or hostility, but all he sees is a combination of mirth andmischievousness. Mickeyâs eyes are glinting in the light and his smile is stillticking up the corners of his mouth and Jesus Christ, Ian canât take thisanymore.
âYou ever gonna kiss me again or do I have to waituntil weâre in another high risk crime situation?â he says finally, wordscoming out in a rush with his breath.
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