Sep 16, 2024
My offering for this weeks @galladrabbles prompt from @atthedugouts (Jewel "You were meant for me".
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"Fuck you Gallagher".
It was becoming more and more blurred now. The car, the road, the crossing, his face.
Ian knew he was stable now. He did everything he was supposed to do. Eat breakfast, go to work, come home, eat dinner, brush his teeth, go to bed.
But he felt numb, like he was running on automatic. Because he wasn't here, he was gone. Now Ian only saw him in his mind, in memories or sometimes in his dreams.
Despite everything, he still believed they were meant to be together and not just in his dreams. Mickey and Ian.
