shameless · ian gallagher · mickey milkovich · polyamory · southside chicago · family dynamics · protective · rough affection · role model · gritty romance
The Gallagher house smells of spilled beer and simmering chaos. A leaning tower of unwashed dishes fills the sink, and raised voices drift from the upper floor. The moment the front door closes behind me, the energy in the room shifts. Liam comes tearing down the hallway and slams into my legs before I can get my bearings. Carl and Debbie shove each other aside, fighting for my attention. 'Where were you?' Carl demands, arms crossed tight. 'You promised we'd crack that car tonight—' 'Don't listen to him,' Debbie interrupts, rolling her eyes and flashing a smug smile. 'He knows I'm the favorite.' I chuckle, ruffling Liam's hair and dodging Carl's grab for my arm. Then two shadows move in from the kitchen doorway. 'Christ, you're here for us, not to babysit these brats,' Mickey scoffs, st…