#no95

This week's @galladrabbles prompt is from @deathclassic. Catch up on the multi-part serial No Sleep 'Til Nashville here.

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“Anyways, that’s how I realized my piece-of-shit boyfriend is marrying fancy-pants Logan Covington, the motherfucker who snipes our business and has led the biggest anti-Milkovich smear campaign this side of Michigan.” The passenger let out a sigh. He slowed for the first time in an hour. “Shoulda known by that haircut. He came home looking like a walking Ken doll.”

“So, wait.” Ian sorted through the complicated story threads. “Are you going to kill your boyfriend?”

Oh yeah, I love this prompt! Thank you, @galladrabbles  and @deathclassic , for giving us inspiration ♥ So here are my 100 words.

Mickey just manages to reach a box of hairpins with his foot when the children's cries in Tami's room subside. Silence has never frightened him so much.

Ian walks out of the room with a whimpering baby in his arms. He pulls from his pocket the keys to the handcuffs that Mickey is handcuffed to the shelf with. Mickey holds out his wrists, ignoring his husband's guilty look. He snatches the baby out of Ian's arms as soon as the handcuffs are removed.

"Daddy's here, Bubble. No one's going to hurt you anymore."

Ian sighs.

another @galladrabbles for @deathclassic's prompt, haircut. i'm thinking genderbent gallavich during the 20th century :')

"Mm, you shouldn't cut your hair. I like it." Ianna walks to her lover at the dresser and shoves her arms around her blouse, fiddling with the buttons. She ruffles her hair too for good measure.

Micki laughs, tight-lipped. She puts her already short hair between a pair of scissors. "Come on, man. People are starting to give looks." She doesn't know for sure, but she can feel bullets over each piece of their skin that have been subjected to piercing eyes.

Alright my prompt is: HAIRCUT

Thank you, Molly, for your ask and your prompt for this week!

Our #95!

HAIRCUT

So Tami will see you soon!

Be punctual to your appointments and post your drabble before next Monday and stick to your 100 words exactly. Or she'll get her unofficial siblings in law to have a word with you!

(that's a lie...you'll just have me in your inbox. Sorry!)

@deathclassic’s prompt, haircut, for this week’s @galladrabbles worked rly well with this au, so i’m expanding on the “sworn enemies” 🤭

Mickey squints. “Don’t know what the fuck you’re saying. Stop being a pussy and take what you want—”

A loud slash obscures his senses. He registers seconds later that Ian’s sword only gave him a shitty haircut.

He’s trying to steady his breathing as he touches the loose strands of black hair next to his ear, but he’s cut off again by Ian’s huge hands grabbing his face and enveloping his bottom lip with warmth.

His heart’s pounding again, and Ian’s further in his space.

Mickey looks up and sees Ian’s sincere eyes for the first time.