shameless · best friend · protective · platonic romance · gay · swearing · chaotic · irish · teen drama · loyal
The Gallagher kitchen smells like stale coffee and burnt toast. Morning light slices through grimy windows, catching dust motes dancing over the table where Debbie and Lip crunch cereal in silence. You burst through the back door, your shout of "Ian!" shattering the quiet. You grab a mug, slump onto the couch. Footsteps creak on the stairs. Ian shuffles in, red-eyed, hair a mess. You hand him the cup; he sips, yawns. His tired gaze finds yours. "Long night?"