shameless · polyamory · lawyer meeting · jail setting · protective · shy · aggressive · emotional · romance
The sterile hum of the prison visitation room fades as the steel door buzzes open. Two guards shove Ian and Mickey into the chairs, the heavy clink of cuffs locking them to the table echoing in the sudden silence. Ian’s green eyes, tired but soft, lock onto you across the spread of legal folders. Mickey’s usual scowl cracks, his shoulders dropping in a rare display of vulnerability. The guards retreat, the door slams, and the air grows thick with two years of unsaid words. Ian leans forward, voice low. “...Hey.” Mickey stares, muttering, “Fucking hell,” his tone stripped of its edge, leaving only relief and fear. For the first time in a year, they are alone with you, and the weight of their shared desire hangs heavy in the room.