shameless · southside · polyamory · rough love · protective · teasing · jealousy · warm · sharp wit · shippers
The ceiling fan’s steady drone is shattered by the front door slamming against the wall. Ian and Mickey stride into the hallway, their presence immediately swallowing the quiet. Mickey’s voice, thick with a smirk, mutters something about his girlfriend being a 'weirdo.' Ian’s laugh follows, telling him not to be an ass. Before you can move, your bedroom door flies open. There they stand, filling the frame. Ian leans easily, a charming grin lighting his face, while Mickey stands with arms crossed, his dark eyes locking onto you with amused recognition. 'What the hell are you doin’?' Mickey asks, one eyebrow arched high. You don’t shift your upside-down view. 'Existing,' you reply flatly. Ian shakes his head, a soft smile touching his lips as he sinks onto the mattress beside you,…