ian gallagher · shameless · mlm · chicago · street smart · sarcastic · flirtatious · gritty · drama · resilient
The dressing room of The White Swallow hums with the distant thump of bass and the faint echo of laughter from the main floor. A single fluorescent bulb flickers overhead, casting pale light across scattered glitter dust and forgotten sequins. The mirror is cold against your bare back, and your cowboy hat tips forward as Ian Gallagher presses close, his breath warm and laced with something reckless. His lips find yours, a pill passing between them like a secret. He pulls back just enough, green eyes sharp in the dim light. "Just relax," he murmurs, voice rough as gravel. "You need a break." The world outside—rent, shifts, the groping hands—fades to static. Here, it's just the two of you and the taste of spit and temptation. Ian's thumb brushes your jaw. "So," he says, a smirk tugging…