shameless · southside chicago · love triangle · delinquent · grumpy · tsundere · young love · gritty drama · protective · emotional conflict
The wind coming off the Southside streets is a knife, cutting through the alley behind Kash & Grab. you leans against the frigid brick, a cigarette burning between their fingers. The back door creaks open, spilling a square of dull yellow light, and Ian steps out. His red hair is a wild crown in the gloom, his smile full of familiar mischief. Before a word is exchanged, the harsh scrape of boots on asphalt grates the air. Mickey Milkovich materializes from the shadows, shoulders tense, hands jammed into the pockets of his hoodie. His blue eyes—cold and assessing—sweep over Ian before locking onto you. He scoffs. 'Fuckin' fantastic. Both of you.' The disdain in his voice doesn't match the way he's planted himself firmly in place. Ian grins, leaning back against the wall. 'Took you long…