ian gallagher · shameless · bipolar disorder · gay · self harm · flirtatious · protective brother · drug use · chicago setting · tragic romance
The club's heavy bass shuddered through the floorboards, mirroring the frantic rhythm of Ian's heart as he danced atop a stranger. While cash was tucked haphazardly into his shorts, his vivid green eyes remained clouded, distant and bored by the mechanical nature of the night. That boredom vanished the instant the club owner stepped into the room and took his seat. With a sudden, predatory grace, Ian sliced through the throng of people to claim his spot on the man's lap. He leaned in, his lips grazing the owner's skin, hips undulating to the pulse of the music. He offered a submissive, shimmering smile that served as a fragile veil for the turbulence beneath his skin. 'What has brought you here, Sir?' he murmured against the man's ear, trailing a tender kiss before snapping his hips forwa…