fem reader x mickey milkovich

word count: 1280 content rating: MA (18+) A/N: this is my first shameless one shot and i don't know how to feel about it because it was so rushed and sloppy.

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being posessive was always mickeys thing even if he didn't want to admit it or even if he only saw the person as a "fuck buddy" he hated sharing, he believed it was the most untolerable thing in the world.

leaning against the counter with a magazine in her hand she popped the piece of gum in her mouth before looking at Mickey who was straightening up items on the the convience's store shelves.

he looked hot during the summer, when the shitty fan Kash installed didn't work properly and the hot air around them would make his skin form glossy droplets of sweat.

his dark tank top and his security vest with no sleeves had made for a nice touch to show of his arms, the way the sweat had made his muscles pop out as it shined against him as he worked.

she caught herself staring to which her eyes traced back down as if she couldn't make it any more obvious she had been staring,

instead of him making a sly remark he rubbed over his lips trying to wipe the snarky smirk he had formed on his face.

hearing the bell from the door opening she could see a man walk in, his familiar face strolling down the aisle as he grabbed a bag of chips.

mickey could see her eyes lurking on the man her hand resting her chin up on the counter probably filling her mind with raw things.

he was an older man surely in his thirties, dark brunette hair with blue eyes. he wore a dark grey suit and a fancy watch on his wrist.

bringing up a soda and pack of gum to the counter y/n flashed the man a happy smile,

"how you been nick?"

she spoke with a slight hint of trifle in her tone, watching his blue eyes flash her a look as he re-adjusted his tie trying to hide his smile.

"just well, you holding up after last night?" he shot her a wink as he placed some cash onto the counter and watched her place it into the register before returning her gaze.

"oh definitely my body feels great. i'm back here working for the rest of the week, but i'm free this friday." biting her lip she could tell mickey wasn't having it, he looked irritated, he looked jealous.

like every bone and nerve in his body was trying its hardest not to whip around and throw one solid punch at the guy.

instead he stood in front of the door his arms crossed, "receipt?" he asked and shot y/n a glare as she licked over her lips and printed off one.

Mickey let him pass through the door and returned his sour face to her,

"who the hell is that?" he retorted at her but before he could even get an answer out he asked another snappy question,

"you seeing some rich fuck now?" he spat and watched y/n close the magazine her eyes locked on his and she wasn't backing down.

"he is a guy i've been seeing and doing things with, which you have no say in my decisions, so keep out of it milkovich."

spitting back at him she looked back down at the counter and unexpectedly the magazine was pulled away from her grasp.

"what kind of things y/n?"

"mostly we fuck" she made sure to annunciate the "k" at the end and watched his face twitch a little and he had been punched in the mouth,

like her words were a direct shot into him.

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in the back cooler she had decided to clean up, take inventory and take a break from the register for a little.

bending over to move a box she felt something rough and hard pressing up against her, mickey had his crotch pressing up against her ass,

he was so hard she could practically feel his jeans about to pop at their seams, abruptly turning around she cupped the bulge in his pants hearing him let out a soft groan.

the eye contact between the two of them and the close proximity had made her hungry, hungry enough to slam her lips against his.

pulling of his vest and his shirt her hands smoothed out against his abdomen as she looked down at his tattoos and even some of his scars that were littered amongst his pale skin.

he had already gotten her down into nothing but her panties, his hands groping and pulling on her breasts feeling her nipples grow harder from the nip of cold air surrounding them.

without hesitation she had slipped away his belt, tearing away the clothes around his waist until he was bare and showing her the fullness of his cock, his tip leaking with pre-cum from excitement of her.

a small gasp slipped from her even if she had done this a million times with him.

pulling her pretty panties to the side for at least some respect he thrusted into her, not even a warning could've prepared her for.

the feeling of his cock pushing deep into her, her legs wrapped around his waist,

one of his hands holding onto the shelve to keep his balance and the other on her throat to pull her closer into the heated kiss they shared.

he pulled his lips away just for a second so he could whisper in her ear just how "fucking good" she felt on his cock, in response she moaned his name with a soft angelic moan.

her hands squeezed at his shoulders and back. her nails having a habit of scratching and clawing their way during sex, the better the sex the tighter grip she had.

"fuck mick gonna cum feels to good" she couldn't help but cry out a little into his ears and when she did she felt his cock twitch a little inside her,

her stomach balled up and before she knew it the tidal waves of a perfect orgasm had rushed through her like a summer wind,

finishing on his cock and hearing as he let out a deep set of groans and maybe even a whimper he finished against her stomach just in time.

she still had her eyes shut from the orgasm from its intensity she hadn't had one like it in weeks maybe even months since she had one that good.

no guy ever gave it to her this good, no guy except for the one who was wiping his cum off her stomach with a rag.

slipping on her clothes with a little of his gentle help she watched him pull a cigarette from his vest pocket along with a lighter and as he slipped on his pants he lit it in his mouth.

not saying a word she had tried to slip out of the cooler but the feeling of his hand grabbing onto her arm stopped her.

pulling her in closer and leaning the cigarette away from her he spoke, "i want you to stop seeing him, he's not worth it" he muttered.

letting go of her she closed the cooler door back and let out a sigh,

"i lied, me and him only had sex once. it was barely even sex and i didn't enjoy it"

mickeys eyes seemed to soften as he slipped back on his tank top and his security vest blowing out some of his cigarette smoke before speaking,

series summary : when fionna brings you home one night the gallaghers are unsure of how to react, however, if there is one thing they are sure of, it is how much they each want a turn with you.

series warning : this series is going to contain extremely explicit and smutty content and is quite literally the most shameless thing you may ever read. this series is mainly going to consist of smut and content discussing poly relationships.

pairing : debbie gallagher x fem!reader

warnings : lots of swearing, arguing, oral (female receiving)

10:38 am (third person perspective)

“the fuck do you mean she gave you a blow job ian?!” lip shouted at his brother who was standing across the room from him.

“i mean she put her mouth on my dick and gave me an orgasm. i’m pretty such thats what a blow job is lip.” ian responded sarcastically while reading the back of the newspaper that had previously been sitting on the kitchen table.

“she gave you a blow job less than 24 hours after having sex with me?” lip questioned, still struggling to process the information he was being given.

“yep, pretty much.” ian responded.

“well where is she now?” lip asked as his brain was flooded with a wave of different emotions.

“wheres who?” fiona asked as she entered the kitchen to see the two brothers arguing with one another.

“y/n.” lip replied angrily.

“woah. whats your problem?” fiona inquired.

“y/n and lip had sex and then she gave me a blow job like 12 hours later.” ian said as he looked up from the newspaper.

“wait what!” fiona shouted. “y/n gave you a blowjob? i mean thats fine but i thought you were gay.” she said as she turned to face ian.

“exactly! stay in your fucking lane man” lip shouted out to his brother.

“ok first of all i am gay, and second of all sexuality is subjective.” ian replied to his hysterical siblings.

“good morning.” debbie announced as she walked into the kitchen.

“debbie can you shut the fuck up for two second please!” lip shouted. “and ian why the fuck would you let y/n blow you if you’re gay?!”

“WAIT WHAT!” debbie yelled. “y/n blew you?!”

“yes debs calm down.” ian said as he sighed.

“y/n as in the russian prostitute fiona brought home from the club?! she blew you?!”

“she had sex with lip too.” fiona then chimed in.

“WHAT!”

“debbie seriously shut the fuck up.” ian snapped. “and lip, i let her blow me because i was hard and needed something to jerk me off, ok? i’m pretty sure i’m still gay so there’s no need to freak out.”

“pretty sure?!” debbie gasped.

“woah now you don’t even know if you’re gay anymore?!” lip spat.

“no i — i didn’t mean it like that.” ian responded. “i just meant that i’m not sure how i feel about what happened yesterday. i mean, i like guys but now i’m not sure if i could like girls too.“

“are you fucking kidding me right now?!” lip replied.

“k seriously lip calm the fuck down.” ian shouted. “why are you so pissed off anyways it’s not like you actually liked her.”

“it doesn’t fucking matter ian! i still slept with her! you don’t sleep with somebody your siblings have slept with!! thats just basic fucking logic!” lip screamed.

“ok seriously you both need to calm down.” fiona jumped in. “you two head off to work i’ll handle y/n.”

“how are you gonna deal with y/n, fiona?! you have a shift at patsey’s in a half hour!” lip asked while pacing the kitchen.

“i was gonna get debbie to hangout with her today!” fiona defended.

“no. absolutely not. she can come with me to work.” lip spat refusing to compromise.

“i can hangout with y/n!” debbie offered.

“oh fuck off.” ian joked from the kitchen table.

“no seriously, i wanna get to know her! plus, i was just about to head to the mall, she can join!” debbie squealed excitedly.

“ya well thats not gonna fucking happen debs. she’s an ex prostitute with who knows what kind of issues and trauma. we don’t need debbie freaking her the fuck out right now.” lip aggressively spat.

“lip seriously it’s fine.” fiona stated bluntly. “go to work and don’t even worry about it.”

and with that fiona started pushing lip towards the front door, trying to get him out as quickly as possible so he didn’t have time to argue.

“ok whatever, i’m leaving.” ian said as he stood up from the kitchen table and left out the back door.

that left only y/n and debbie in the house together and at that exact time y/n happened to come walking down the kitchen stairs.

“hi!!!” debbie greeted the girl enthusiastically.

“hi.” y/n said back plainly.

“i’m debbie!” she introduced. “fiona, lip and ians sister!”

“ohh ya hey.” y/n responded dryly.

“so i was just about to head out to the mall. wanna come?” debbie asked excitedly.

“ya sure.” y/n replied dryly once more.

“great! let me grab my keys and then we can go!” debbie squealed in delight.

5:12pm

“come on y/n! we’ve been trying on dresses for hours!” debbie complained from the big sofa that sat in the middle of the dressing room.

“just one more!” y/n exclaimed from behind the curtain that was currently shielding her naked body.

the two girls had been shopping for hours and not only did y/n take forever but she also spent a shit ton of money.

that girl seriously needed to learn how to cut back a little bit.

“what do you think!” y/n squealed as she came out from behind the curtain wearing a silver sparkly party dress that was so short it didn’t even cover up half of her ass.

“you look amazing now can we go!” debbie said hurriedly while looking down at her cell phone.

“but you haven’t even seen it!” y/n exclaimed while walking towards debbie and lifting her chin up with her right hand so she could look at the dress.

“y/n we really don’t have ti —“ debbie started but quickly stopped talking once she saw how y/n looked in the dress.

it was beautiful. it was like the dress had been designed to look only as perfect on her.

“wow.” debbie said in shock.

“so should i get it?” y/n asked happily.

“definitely.” debbie said firmly. “how much is it?”

“like $725.” y/n responded quietly.

“725!!” debbie screamed. “holy fuck y/n we can’t afford that!”

“i know, i know! i just wanted to try it on.”

“ok well you just did so go take it off now so that we can finally leave.” debbie said back hurriedly.

y/n pouted and walked behind the curtain again to take the dress off and put her regular clothes back on.

“debbie!” she called

“yes y/n!” debbie called back from the couch.

“i need help with the zipper! can you come undo it for me!” y/n asked.

debbie sighed and stood up from her comfortable seat.

she walked behind the large curtain to find y/n with her back turned and her ass completely exposed.

debbie felt her heart beat faster and her breathing turn heavy.

before she knew was her hand was grabbing onto y/n’s ass as a slap echoed through the dressing room.

y/n let out a yelp and quickly spun around.

debbies face turned bright red as she realized what she had done and immediately started repeatedly apologizing.

as debbie was ranting on and on about how sorry she was y/n slowly started to move closer to her and cupped her right cheek with her left hand.

debbie looked down at her and immediately stopped talking.

slowly debbie moved in and started gently kissing y/n on her soft pink lips.

“mhmm” y/n moaned into the kiss and started running her hands up and down debbies clothed body.

debbie quickly pulled away from the kiss and grabbed y/n’s hands before pinning then behind her back and sucking gently on her neck.

she slowly ran her hands up the side of y/n’s thighs and pulled her dress up so it was sitting just above her waist.

she then brought her hands back down to y/n’s upper thighs and started tracing shapes on her warm skin.

she moved her hands up even more and gently grazed her thumb across the top of y/n’s clit.

y/n moaned softly as she watched debbie touch her in the mirror of the dressing room.

debbie gradually stopped sucking on y/n’s neck and crouched down to come face to face with her perfectly round and plump ass.

moving even closer to y/n’s cunt debbie licked a firm strip up of y/n’s folds.

y/n wasn’t wearing any panties and her pussy was already soaking wet.

debbie was quickly lapping at y/n’s folds before starting to suck at her clit gently.

y/n moaned softly again and reached backwards to grab onto debbies head.

debbie continued to go between sucking and licking at y/n’s pussy until she finally pushed a finger into her cunt carefully.

y/n groaned trying to keep her composer.

“shhh be quiet. we don’t want someone coming in.” debbie mumbled against y/n’s folds.

she then slipped another finger into y/n and started to kiss and caress her thighs softly.

y/n felt herself about to come undone but tried her best to keep herself together.

“its okay baby let go for me” debbie praised.

y/n continued to moan softly as she came on debbies tounge.

debbie quickly lapped up all the cum that slowly ran down y/n’s thighs before standing up again.

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Longer post

”We’re gonna watch a scary movie. If that's cool with everybody?” Lip stated, and everyone agrees and manages to find a place to sit.

Ian and Mandy sit next to each other on the coach along with Carl and Debbie while Lip and you sit on the floor. Quickly, as you land on the ground, you rush to grab a blanket and use it to cover your whole body with only your head poking out, which makes Lip laugh at you.

You look over to him and ask, ”What?” The last of his laughs finishes, and he responds with, ”What are you doing? It’s hot tonight, yet you're covering yourself in the blanket.”

You let a small snicker and nudge him before saying, “Lip, I thought you were smart. Clearly, I need the blanket to protect as we watch this scary movie on the ground where it's easy for us to get taken. Did I mention we were on the unsafe ground?”

He shakes his head playfully at you and states, “I didn’t know you were such a scaredy cat.”

“I’m not. It's just logic.”

He scratched his head and laughed dead at your face, so you nudged him and told him, ”Stop laughing!“ He moved in a little closer, so his shoulder was touching yours and challenged you by saying, ”Or what?” 

“This.” You punched Lip a few times; then, he quickly gave in and put his hands up in surrender; then, he asked, “Why do you hit so hard?”

“I just do. By the way, watch out for me because I didn’t use all my strength.” 

“I guess I shouldn't mess with you.” Lip says getting close to your face.

”Damn right.“ You respond and move away from his face. Lip is about to keep it going when Carl interrupts, ”Shh! The movies is starting.” While the movie plays, they all scream here and there.

In the end, Debbie had already been gone at half the movie; however,  Carl and Mandy ended up asleep. Thus, Lip had to take Carl to his room while Ian took Mandy to his bed to call it a night. 

You were cleaning up the mess you’d all made pretty quickly and were about to set up the couch to sleep on when Lip came back down to with a confused expression. He stopped your movements with a touch of his hand and he asked, “What are you doing?”

You answer, ”Setting up a place to sleep.”

He shook his head seriously at you and said, “No. You can't sleep there.” 

“Why?” 

“I'm sure Frank will be here soon, and he will probably end up there so you know it would be weird if you slept there and you don’t know what's happened here.” 

“Say no more. Where will I sleep then? I’m surprised I didn’t think of this sooner. Like your house is pretty big, but there’s so many people here.”

“I’ll show you.” He simply said. He latched onto your hand now, but you tried not to think anything of it and let him pull you along. He walked you upstairs and led you to his shared room. He stopped at his bunk. He looked up to it; then, he gave you a bright smile. You looked to his bed than at him. You shook your head and said, “No.” 

series summary : when fionna brings you home one night the gallaghers are unsure of how to react, however, if there is one thing they are sure of, it is how much they each want a turn with you.

series warning : this series is going to contain extremely explicit and smutty content and is quite literally the most shameless thing you may ever read. this series is mainly going to consist of smut and content discussing poly relationships.

pairing : ian gallagher x fem!reader

warnings : mentions of a hangover, swearing, blow job, oral sex (male receiving), basically just a ton of oral smut

9:03 am (y/n’s perspective)

sunlight peered in through the opened blinds that were posititoned across the room from me.

i was laying on a queen sized matress that had been pushed up against one of the walls in a small, dark, quiet room.

the window that lay across from me provided barely enough light to see, but from what i

could tell the matress was the only peice of furniture in the room.

every once in a while i heard a voice or loud noise come from downstairs but for the most part i was laying in complete silence.

i didnt remember much from the day before. just waking up hungover and then having sex with a man in the kitchen downstairs.

so pretty much the same bullshit as usual.

i didnt remember being brought upstairs so i must have been asleep when that happened.

i noticed my hair was freshly washed and body was clean. i was no longer wearing my skimpy black dress, but was now wearing an oversized, grey nirvana t-shirt with a pair of red lace panties.

suddenly the door on the right side of the room swung open.

a redheaded male abruptly entered the room with a tray that carried an assortment of foods.

“hello.” the man said awkwardly.

he walked over to me and placed the tray on the floor beside the matress.

“hi.” i responded quietly.

“whats your name?” he asked

“y/n.” i quickly replied.

“hi y/n. i’m ian.” he kindly introduced. “do you remember much from the past couple days?”

“no.” i told him. “where’s dave?”

“dave? you mean your pimp? he’s gone y/n. he was trying to sell you into sex slavery and prostitution a few night ago. my older sister fiona bought you off of him to prevent that.” ian informed me.

“bought?! what the fuck!” i screamed.

“i know everythings kinda foggy and confusing right now but we are going to get everything sorted out. dont worry.” the redhead reassured.

had dave really sold me? what the fuck!

i needed to find a way out of this house and fast. i had no clue what was going on but i knew i wasn’t gonna sit around and wait to find out.

suddenly the door swung open again and another man walked in. i instantly recognized him as the man from last night.

“hey.” he said to me as he smirked with a smug expression plastered across his face.

“fiona wants to see you downtairs.” he informed ian.

“k. will you sit with her?” ian responded.

“ya of course.” the man replied.

and with that ian left the room leaving me and the other man alone together.

i didn’t remember much about last night but i definitely knew what had happened between us.

“you sleep well?” the man asked me.

“fine.” i said coldly.

“good.. good.. good.” he rambled “so um im lip. look im not sure if you really remember but uh i was the one who brought you upstairs and put you to bed last night.”

“we had sex.” i stated bluntly.

he scratched the back of his head in discomfort.

“yea.. uhh… we did. look, i don’t know how much you remember but i was not in the best head space last night and was really stressed out, so… im sorry if i hurt you in any way or upset you at all.” lip apologized.

“i dont really care. im used to it.” i responded harshly.

“oh right the whole prostitution thing.” lip said. “that uh — that really sucks. im sorry.”

“thanks.” i whispered under my breath so that it was barely audiable.

just then ian entered the room once more and sat down at the foot of the matress i was laying on.

“haven’t eaten yet?” he asked while looking over at lip.

“im not hungry.” i mumbled.

“you should eat.” ian replied.

“ok.” i responded softly.

“well uh… i should be heading to work now.” lip finally chimed in.

“ok, ill stay here with y/n.” ian told him before turning back towards me.

“that ok with you?” he asked.

“yea whatever.” i said.

“ok, well uh if you two are good then i should head out.” lip said as he slowly backed out of the room and closed the door behind him.

me and ian looked back at one another as he gestured towards my food.

“can you gonna eat now?” he asked as i rolled my eyes and reluctantly picked up the tray of food.

2:12pm

“iannnn” i whined from upstairs.

i had eaten my breakfast and then gone downstairs to watch some tv but came back up about an hour ago to take a nap.

“yes y/n?” he called back as he walked up the stairs.

“come hereeee.” i yelled as he walked into the room.

“whats up y/n?” he asked while crossing his arms over his cheast.

“im bored.” i announced while looking up at him with big doe eyes.

“well what do you wanna do?” ian inquired.

“hmm…” i pretended to think “i want attention.” i said assertively.

i had only known ian for a few hours but he had been very nice and constantly was making sure i was comfortable, which i really appreciated considering all of the assholes ive delth with before.

“you have my full attention.” ian responded to me sarcastically.

“no. come here.” i said while crossing my arms over my cheast to mimick him.

ian slowly walked closer to the top of the matress and sat down beside my head.

“what do you need y/n?” he asked while looking down at me.

“just sit here with me.” i replied quietly.

“ok.” ian mumbled while swinging his legs onto the matress and looking down at me.

“hi.” i whispered while making intense eye contact with the red head.

“hi.” he responed while looking contently into my e/c eyes.

i quickly flipped over onto my stomach and rested my chin on ians left thigh.

“i wanna do somethinggg” i whined.

“what is it you wanna do?” he asked while laughing at my childlessnesses.

“i dont know.” i said. “something funnnnn” i giggled while climbing onto ians lap.

ian started laughed hysterically and stroked the back of my hair.

suddenly i felt his entire body stiffin under me and his hands fly to my waist to slightly lift me off of him.

“sorry.” he apologized sincerely. “i cant really control when it happens.”

i looked down to realize why he reacted the way he did. there was a large tent in his grey sweatpants now and he looked around nervously waiting for my response.

“its ok. not your fault.” i said kindly, trying to make him feel better.

slowly ian started lifting me off of his lap more before i stopped him suddenly.

“what?” he asked.

“well… um… do you need me to take care of that for you?” i replied quietly while avoiding eye contact.

“y/n… i’m gay.. i don’t mean to make things awkward but…” he started.

“no! i didn’t mean like did you need me to take care of that in a romantic way or a hooking up way… i meant… in a.. professional way. you know?” i asked trying to get my point across.

“what do you mean?” ian inquired, clearly still confused.

“i mean… its kinda my job.” i said. “i wouldn’t mind… i mean i’ve jerked off way worse guys then you.”

“USED to be your job.” ian corrected me. “and i don’t wanna take advantage of you just cause you used to be a prostitute.”

“you wouldn’t be taking advantage… im fine with it. but if you dont want me too…” i trailed off before slowly taking myself off ians lap.

“wait!” he stopped me.

grabbing my hips and pulling me back down onto his lap he looked into my eyes contently.

“you’d do this for me just this once?” he asked.

“we wouldn’t need to say anything about it ever again.” i reassured.

ian looked me up and down before slowly nodding his head and grabbing my left hand to guide it towards his sweatpants.

i gently touched his erection through his grey sweatpants and started fiddling with the waist band to pull them down.

i took his boner in my hands and leaned down slowly to wrap my lips around the tip.

ian groaned and threw his head back in pleasure.

i swirled my tounge around the tip of his hard member and started to gradually pump his cock with both hands.

“mhmm y/n that feels so good.” ian moaned.

“i told you im a professional.” i giggled before taking more of him in my mouth.

i had half of his dick down my throat while my hands rapidly pumped the other half.

i continued to speed up the movements of my hands while bobbing my head up and down.

ian had my h/c hair in a loose grip behind my head and was running his other hand up and down my back gently.

he continued to moan in pleasure as i put even more of him into my mouth.

my eyes slowly started tearing up and i felt myself gag around him as i shoved the rest of his cock into my mouth.

“good girl” ian praised while i looked up at him.

while making direct eye contact i continued to bob my head back and forth as his moans got louder and louder.

“fuck that feels good.” he groaned.

suddenly i felt ians dick twitch in my mouth and i instantly knew how close he was.

i started to bob my head even faster as tears streamed down my face.

within seconds ian was shooting his load down my throat while i quickly lapped all of the cum that had spilled out of my mouth.

“fuck.” ian muttered as i gently took him out of my mouth.

i stared at him waiting for some sort of further reaction.

“jesus christ that was amazing y/n. come here.” ian said to me while opening his arms and motioning for me to come cuddle up next to him.

i moves back onto his lap and felt his arms wrap around me protectively.

“you wanna do something fun now?” ian asked me with a raised eyebrow.

“that wasn’t fun?” i asked him cockily.

“hahaha no it definitely was. you are definitely a professional.” he responded while laughing.

“well good.” i smirked up at him proudly.

and with that ian stroked my hair once more before kissing the top of my head.

“get some more sleep y/n, ok?” he said while looking down.

I know I haven’t been posting as much. I just started working and doing school at the same time. It’s a little difficult, but I’m working on it. Also, I’m working on multiple pieces, and I will try to write for more fandoms. I have some on the way, but for now, I have this Lip one. I hope you enjoy this Lip post. It’s a bit sweet and angsty. I’ve loved Shameless for a while. Any criticisms are welcomed as always.

Only background needed is that Lip and you are pretty close friends, and you were almost together. However, while things were complicated, you’re relationship suffered a bit, so you both got hurt a lot. Now, you guys are just friends, but you hold a place in Lip’s heart. 

As you were getting ready for a date, a knock came to your apartment door. You walked over to the door to look into your peep hole to see Lip. You let out a small huff before reluctantly opening the door. Lip walked right in without giving you so much as a glance.

You give him a look and say, “What’s up? I told you I had a date today. Why are you here?“ 

He turns around to meet your eyes; however, his eyes quickly travel to the rest of your face. After reviewing your face, he can't help snicker before responding, “What’s up with me? What’s up with your face? What are you wearing all of that for?” He steps forward with a teasing index finger.

You slap his hand away as it’s about to touch you and answer, “I’m trying to look nice.” 

“You failed in the face department,'' He said as he gestured to your face. You dart over to the mirror with a gasp leaving your lips as you begin to look over the work you'd done.

While not being too sure where the issue was, you couldn't help needing to know what he was talking about and asked, “Why? Is it not blended enough? Colors are off?” 

“Everything is wrong.”

“You can't be serious. It took me forever to do. Stop messing with me. It's not funny.”

“I’m not messing with you. If the goal was to make an improvement, mission failed.”

“Lip-Are you going to tell me or not? My date will be here soon. Suddenly, he states, “It’s ridiculous.”

You look over to him and ask, “What is?”

“You’re makeup. Not that you did parts of it wrong or whatever, but you don’t need it. You failed in trying to look better because I think you look best all natural.”

“Lip, that’s sweet and all, but-”

Lip takes a step forward and puts a hand on your hand. He meets your eyes, and he tells you sincerely, “You can’t ask me to tell you that you’ve improved, especially not when you did all this for someone besides yourself.”

He recognized the hold he had on you; however, he could also see the hurt reflect in your eyes from the times he’d should’ve done better. You never dated but he knows you could've if it hadn't been for his way of love. Since he hurt you, you were reluctant in his affection as you pulled away from him, which he understood.

You sighed before trying to protest; however, your phone buzzing interrupted with a message from him.

As you read the illuminated screen, you just stated, “They aren’t coming…”

You slumped down a bit and walked past him towards your dresser for a change of clothes. Lip stood unsure with what to do with himself. Well, that’s actually a lie, he held the words close to him, but he couldn’t bring himself to utter them. Instead, he said, “He’s an idiot.”

You responded with, “I’m gonna change. Be right back…”

“I’m staying…” You didn’t respond and simply made your way over to the bathroom to change. As you closed the door, he found himself saying, “I’m serious about what I said.”

When you came out, you got a blanket to drape over yourself and conceal almost your whole body. Then, you turned on the tv and sat on your bed. When Lip walked over to sit next to you, he expressed concern about your still painted face, so he said, “You’re not taking the makeup off? I just poured my soul to you about it.”

”I will...later. I spent hours learning how to do it. I’m going to wear it a little longer.”

He left it at that, but would be lying if he said he didn’t think you were upset. You two watched movies and munched on food for a while until sleep found you.

He rose from his position next to you before he got up to lower the tv’s volume, put the food away, and gathered supplies to clean your face with. He took a makeup wipe and did his best to remove the make up with a gentle touch. Then, he grabbed a wet towel to barely graze your skin with, and he found himself entranced with every detail on your face.

When he realized his behavior, he wrapped up the clean up. He had the thought to leave, but he really didn’t want to. Instead, he laid next to you. Lip leaned against his arm to stare for a second. Instinctively, he laid a hand on your face. He especially loved the peaceful look on your face, which left him mesmerized. 

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Author: kissteethstainred

Fandom: Shameless

Description:

“I slept with Mickey Milkovich last night,” Ian whispers.

“So?”

“So—” Ian stares at his phone for a second. “I slept with Mandy’s fucking brother.”

“Ian, what do you want me to say? Congratulations? You’ve been dating Mickey for almost a year,” Lip says, sounding confused as fuck. Ian blinks. That can’t be right. Ian’s only seen Mickey in pictures with Mandy. He’s never even met the fucking guy. How can he been dating him?

Characters/Ships: Ian/Mickey

Topic Warnings: explicit sexual content, time travel makes it dub con?

Suggested Rating: M

Word Count: 13372