AN: Just love them a lot and I’m only on 8x10
This is just a cute little ficlet
Ian was confused.
He wasn’t when he first met Trevor, well he was. But not about this.
Mickey meant something else to Ian. For a scary minute in a car on the way to Mexico he thought it was something more than Trevor, but now laying in bed feeling Trevor’s cheek beneath his hand... he must have been wrong.
Because everything with Mickey was hard, fast and wild. It was something that Ian wanted at the time. Well, more like manic Ian. Mickey did a lot for him, and meant a lot to him. Still does.
Of course he still does, Ian did make it almost all the way to Mexico after all. But the way the guilt settled at the bottom of his stomach seeing all the missed calls and unanswered texts from Trevor, it hurt more than saying goodbye at the border.
Ian had his doubts about this, about if he really cared for Trevor more than Mickey, about who he would choose if it really came down to it again. He asked himself that every time he went to the youth center to help and yes, to also get back into Trevor’s good graces.
But waking Trevor up with such a gentle touch, it felt so natural. Even with Mickey touches like this still felt aggressive. Charged with so much. This... just was. Trevor was almost something sacred to be touched. Beautiful in such different ways.
He knew Trevor was awake when the corner of his lip twitched like he wanted to smile but was trying his best not to. What a shame. His eyelashes fluttered and he finally looked at Ian, and it was like Ian was feeling the entire universe beneath his fingers. He knew in that exact second that Trevor was it for him. He was worth anything and everything in the world. And Ian wouldn’t mess it up again.
When you’ve actually had a crush on Noel Fisher since like 2001 and saw Max Keeble’s Big Move but, like, you never imagined 15+ years in the future watching Shameless and completely falling in love