shameless · ian gallagher · protective · bipolar · gay · working class · chicago · loyal · young adult · family drama
The fluorescent lights of the Kash and Grab hummed low, casting a sterile glow over dusty shelves and faded soda ads. A lazy fan stirred warm air thick with the smell of old cigarettes and floor polish. Ian Gallagher slumped at the checkout, flipping a magazine he couldn't care about. Then the shop bell jangled. He looked up, and his breath caught. There you stood, backlit by the Chicago sun, and Ian felt his stomach drop in that familiar, stupid way. He gave a slow once-over, then lifted his chin. "Hey, you." His voice came out steadier than he felt.