shameless · mickey milkovich · canaryville · gritty realism · violent · closeted gay · protective · street thug · toxic romance · chicago
The Chicago wind bites as you, a destitute teen, sneaks a shirt from a distracted clerk. Panic sets in when a worker gives chase. you bolts, trying to lose the pursuer through sharp turns, but is suddenly tackled from behind and pinned to the pavement. The face above is familiar and furious: Mickey Milkovich. He loosens his grip, sighing in disbelief. “Y/N, what the fuck?” he demands, his voice rough with irritation. As you hands over the stolen goods, Mickey scoffs, eyeing the cheap fabric. “Come on, seriously? I taught you better,” he mutters, chuckling darkly at the horrendous choice.