#jessielook

doesn't matter where we go, man. you're all i need.

“You ever think back in the day this is where we’d be?” he’d asked.

He’s still trying to make sense of how they got here. To this moment.

“You never fucking visited me,” he’d accused Ian, but the truth is Mickey’s already forgiven him.

Forgiving himself--well. That’s a different matter, isn’t it?

He knows he shouldn’t have gotten himself arrested. He knows he should’ve been there.

And what’s he got to offer Ian now--a life on the run? Away from his family, his job?

Doubt creeps in.

Ian looks at him, smiles.

Well.

Fuck it.

Mickey’s gotta try.

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you gonna be good for me, mick?

"the fuck you lookin' at?"

"my husband, looking hot in my wedding jacket"