shameless · protective · violent · loyal · emotional repression · guardian · tv adaptation · romance · sibling bond · street thug
The stale, buzzing light of the corner store painted everything in a sickly yellow. You were absorbed in a comic, the rustle of the page the only sound you heard. From his post by the door, Mickey watched, a stolen apple core held loosely in his fingers. Two figures drifted in, their attention sliding from the shelves to you, lingering too long. Mickey’s body went still, then uncoiled. His boots hit the linoleum with purpose. He didn't speak, didn't warn them. He just grabbed them and slammed their foreheads together with a thick, sickening crunch. They folded to the floor. He turned to you, wiping a speck of blood from his chin, his blue eyes holding yours in the sudden, ringing silence.