chapterone

Shameless parallels | First and last public kisses

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Mickey didn't exactly like to be picked up. Or, at least, he used to not like it.

And let's be very clear, only Red is allowed to do it and never, N E V E R, in front of anybody.

He got used to, though, eventually.

Because it was just another thing that he discover with Ian and got instantly fascinated by.

He never kissed anyone but Ian. Now he loves kissing him.

He thought he never liked being topped by anyone. But, god, Ian could do everything he wanted to him.

He was sure he wasn't able to love and most definitely he was also sure he didn't deserved to be loved. But Ian changed that as well.

And yeah, no one should dare to lift him up, or to have him stradle anyone in the world. Why in the world he would want to sit to anyone's lap? What was he, a fucking baby?

But then again, Ian had a power over him. A power he was happy to be subdued by.

And he wasn't just doing it for Ian’s sake. He liked it.

Since they got back together in prison, they have never being separated for more than eight hours. How could they? They have finally found each other after a decade of ups and downs, so they had no intention of losing any minute apart.

So, when Ian has to stay away for a full week when all the Gallaghers go to California to see Fiona after years apart, Mickey feels a bit lost. Not mentally -they phone each other every day.

Physically though?

The Westside apartment feels even worse without Ian. No matter how many pillows he hugs, no matter if they have Ian’s scent. It was just different.

He was missing him like hell.

So when Ian finally gets back, he can barely step inside the apartment before Mickey could jump on him and force him to the floor so that he could stradle him.

And when Ian hugs him back, it finally feels like home again.

"Fuck, E, I missed you so fucking much."

"E? Don't I have the shortest name ever already?"

"Shut up," Mickey says, but there is no heat in his voice. He pecks him on the lips before rubbing his cheek against Ian's. "I love you, Red."

Ian chuckles. "Love you too, baby."

"A week was too long."

"Too long," Ian concurs, and takes advantage of Mickey’s mood to cuddle him as much as he wants, kissing him on the cheeks, grabbing him affectionately. "Never again."

"My husband," Mickey says, underlying the pronoun possessively.

"Only yours, forever yours," Ian agrees. "Can I stand up now?"

"No."

"We can still hug, just not on the flo-"

"I said no," Mickey says in a growl, hugging him even stronger.

Ian chuckles and surrenders to Mickey’s will, hugging him back. "Missed you."

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Enjoy a lonely late night stroll in the City of Light

Limited wardrobe

Not too fond of stalkers

Dress a little bit more like a lesbian every day