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Ian looked at the dirty hotel room and bit back a laugh. "Home? More like a place we meet to fuck." Ian's heart raced, Mexico? "What? How would you get over the boarder in Mexico?" He quickly asked. "I don't have a passport, I don't have anything to even get over." He started to ramble with nerves.
"Then let's hope that the option doesn't come up so we don't lose eachother." He muttered with a smile. The kiss was innocent and gentle, everything that Ian wanted it to be. He pulled away and bit on his own bottom lip. "I fucking love you." He smiled, his hands moving to Mickey's shoulders. "We have to move though, before they put two pieces together and cops show up."
Ian immediately raised his hands up and gulped at the trigger happy boy. Once the gun was down Ian immediately hugged back, laying his head on Mickey and sighing softly. "If they come for me, I'm not letting you go back to jail so you need to realize that." He muttered in his ear. Ian kept his eyes on Mickey as he caressed his face. "No, don't. I don't want to see that old drunk again." He muttered before his eyes moved to Mickey's lips then back at the blue eyes that make his tough exterior not as scary. He leaned in and kissed his lips gently.
Ian's heart was beating out of his chest as he quickly checked his watch. "So you aren't missing?" Ian shook his head. "I left my house because I was gay and he never did approve of my sexuality." He lied through his teeth. The officers finally finished writing a report before thanking Ian for his time and leaving. Ian quickly walked into the hotel room. "Next time I say to fucking hide you hide okay?" Ian sounded like Mickey but he didn't care, he didn't care if he was going to get arrested as long as Mickey was okay.
Ian cursed under his breath when he heard Mickey start to scream at the police. The police were obviously used to yelling and drama, but they couldn't figure out who Mickey was because if they did Ian would lose him forever. They glanced at Mickey not really paying attention thankfully but Ian knew if Mickey continued they would realize. "Sorry, he must think I'm being arrested." He explained before walking over for a moment and grabbing Mickey's arm, pulling him back into the hotel room. "Fucking stay here Mickey, it's not about you, it's about me and Frank saying I'm missing." He slammed the door and walked back to the officers. He knew it was time to put on the charm and make conversation so they wouldn't suspect anything.
Ian kissed him back and brushed his thumb over Mickey’s chin. “How are you so confident that nothing is gonna happen to me?” He was honestly curious to how Mickey thought he was going to protect him so much. “Wanna suck on my Popsicle?” He teased grinding a bit into him before hearing a bang on the door. He quickly jolted up from the bed and scurried to he door. He peaked through the hole and saw the police, instead of telling Mickey who it was he knew that he had to protect him. Ian slipped out the door and shut it before Mickey could intercept. “Hello officers, how can I help you?” The police narrowed their eyes at the Ginger. “Ian Clayton Gallagher? We have a missing persons report placed on you by a Mister Frank Gallagher, a lead has led us to this hotel so would you mind stepping towards the vehicle please so we can figure some things out?” Ian slowly nodded, walking slowly with the officers trying not to seem suspicious and get Mickey caught.
Ian smiled a bit to himself at how Mickey was reacting. If this had been a few years ago Mickey probably wouldn't give two shits about Ian and now he was practically Mickey's life. He shook his head when Mickey grabbed another one. "I've had enough." He muttered, it had felt like Ian had 10 beers in his system already. "You keep drinking for the both of us."
Ian kissed back and smiled softly. "Yeah? Kill them before they get the pills from me? Kind of like my thug hero." He took Mickey's hand in his own. "Don't worry about me, worry about you getting arrested."
Ian looked up at him and groaned a bit before closing his eyes, laying his head on Mickey's chest. "I thought people would kill me for my prescription, then I would be scared and give it to the guy who threatened me which would make my anger act up then I would be in gang fights so I think you would be too busy trying to stop me to treat me like shit."
Ian frowned when Mickey pulled away and made his comment. “Fine then fuck you.” He cursed before turning away from him. “You must’ve forgot your boyfriend in there I nearly killed for trying to break us up about a week ago.”
"Just relax and we will find out." He kissed Mickey back and smiled. "And you seem to love to do it so I don't see the issue." Before Ian knew it the beer was gone and tipsy Ian came out to play. "You know part of me wanted to get arrested so we could fuck in there, wouldn't that have been hot?" He slurred, leaning down to kiss up Mickey's neck.
Ian rolled his eyes and looked at him. "I didn't take your son when I was drunk I took him when I was off my meds and I took my meds this morning. If I get to crazy just put me to bed or something." He popped open the beer and started to drink it. "You need to fucking relax Mick."
Ian allowed him to pull away before laying on the bed. "Can I have one without you getting all Doctor on my ass?" He said gesturing to the beer. "I haven't gotten drunk in forever, can't I get that as my reward for getting a kickass pizza?"
Ian continued to eat as Mickey laid his head on his shoulder, not fazed by the close contact. "I told you that it was good now shut up and eat it." He smirked before kissing Mickey's temple. Ian finished his slice and wiped his hands before cupping Mickey's face and giving him a gentle kiss.
Mickey opened his mouth to tell him when the knock on the door interrupted. “Don’t worry, Gallagher. I’ve got it covered.” He stood up and opened the door for the pizza, paying the guy before going back to Ian on the bed. “Okay so let’s try your fucking pizza then. See if it really is nice.”
Ian watched Mickey get up and his eyes followed him to the door where the pizza man stood. He was happy to see Mickey return with the pizza, grabbing the back. "I don't give a fuck if you like it I'm starving." He opened it and took a slice before quickly starting to eat.
Mickey frowned at him. “Hey fuck you, no I’m not.” He moved to rest his head on Ian’s shoulder. He tilted his head up and moved to kiss him again. “Just love ya.” He mumbled, avoiding eye contact with him, and taking his cigarette back.
Ian smirked a bit. "Are you sure about that?" He replied before leaning in and kissing him back. "I love you too, Mickey don't worry." He muttered before leaned back down on the bed. "So, what's next, the new plan?"
