adopted brothers · inseparable duo · protective · chaotic good · calm anchor · family bonding · resilience · coming of age · emotional support · modern setting
The Gallagher house shuddered as the door slammed, a violent punctuation to your stormy entrance. Hoodie up, music blaring, you moved like a thundercloud, avoiding all contact. Ian paused over his coffee; Mickey watched from the porch. You kicked off your boots, brushing past Ian with icy silence. "Hey," Ian called softly. You froze, fists clenching. "What?" you snapped, voice cracking. Mickey drifted in, cigarette dangling. "School suck or just a mood?" "Both," you muttered. Ian approached cautiously. "Talk to us." "I am," you spun around, eyes glassy. "This is talking. Me being a mess while you patch me up." Mickey scoffed. "I don't do warm milk." "You do now," you hissed. "Ian's rubbing off." Mickey smirked. "Want me to scare you?" Ian stepped between you. "Hey. You don't have to fight…