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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Shameless_(US)
  Relationship:
      Ian_Gallagher/Mickey_Milkovich
  Character:
      Ian_Gallagher, Mickey_Milkovich, Fiona_Gallagher, Frank_Gallagher,
      (mentioned)
  Additional Tags:
      Older_Mickey, Consensual_Underage_Sex, Gallavich_Love, Top_Mickey
      Milkovich, Protectiveness, Hurt_Ian, Established_Relationship, Domestic
      Fluff
  Series:
      Part 59 of Pleasing_My_Readers_(prompts)
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-09-30 Words: 3294
****** He's With Me Now ******
by LuckyShaz
Summary
     Prompt:
     KornKo said: Maybe Frank could prey on Ian like he always do and
     Mickey had decided he had had enough of the beating bullshit.
     I love when Mickey gets all possessive/protective towards his
     boyfriend.
Notes
     Ian is in high school
     Mickey is older and working with his own place.
     edited: This work has been translated into Russian by Max_Milka here;
     https://ficbook.net/readfic/6405106
See the end of the work for more notes
Ian is doing his homework on the kitchen counter but he can feel Fiona's eyes
on him. He finally places his pen between his book and closes it. He looks at
Fiona with an inquiring eyebrow. 
She sighs and wipes her hands on the dish towel. "So you and Mickey are still
growing strong?" 
"Yep." Ian replies. 
"Ian, there are so many boys your age at school." 
Ian already accustomed to hearing something similar for months now, only rolls
his eyes. "I'm seventeen. Mickey is twenty three. It's not that big of an age
difference." 
Fiona sighs in resignation like she always does but Ian knows it's only a
matter of time before she brings it up again. "Fine." She throws the stake on
the chopping board and Ian goes back to his reading. 
Dinner is almost done when Mickey texts saying he's outside. Ian quickly puts
his books away and rushes outside. 
"Mickey!" He shouts running into his boyfriend's arms. 
The brunette hugs him tightly and doesn't let go for a while. "Coming to my
place this weekend?" 
Ian pulls back to kiss him. Mickey sighs into his mouth and pulls him
impossibly closer. Ian moans as his entire body shudders from the simple act.
God, he loves this man. 
"I love you." He voices. 
Mickey runs a hand through his red hair. "Love you too. Just came to say
goodnight." 
"In person?" Ian blushes and hopes the dark is doing a good job of covering
it. 
"In person." Mickey repeats before pulling him in for another lingering kiss.
 
                               ☆★☆★☆
 
Mickey has just dismissed his cleaning lady from his apartment when Ian walks
in a few minutes later. He sniffs the lunch Gabby just made and smiles knowing
Ian will love it. 
"Gallagher! In the kitchen!" He yells. He puts the lid back on the pan when Ian
doesn't come. With a frown, he heads towards the living room and finds Ian
pulling the sweater over his head. "Hey." He calls softly. 
"Hi." Ian replies. When he takes off his sweater fully however, Mickey's breath
catches. His hands land on his waist and he runs a hand down his face in
frustration. 
"Why'd he do it this time?" He asks calmly even though he's far from calm. Ian
has two black eyes and Mickey would bet if he checked under his boyfriend's
shirt he would find bruises. 
Ian sits on the couch and places his legs on the coffee table. "I don' even
know. Sometimes he just has to look at me and his alcohol tinted mind tells him
to come for me." 
"Why don't you fight back?" 
"He's my father." The redhead replies "Plus, last time I tried it, it didn't
end well. Can I have a beer?" 
Mickey heads to the kitchen to get Ian a cold beer. He is so fucking angry.
Ian's alcoholic father is always doing this to him and the redhead won't let
Mickey beat Frank up. It frustrates the brunette to no end. He hands Ian the
cold beverage and sits next to him. 
"I wish you'd let me kick his ass. He would never fuck with you again." 
Ian grabs Mickey's left thigh. "We've been through this. No." 
Mickey sighs and pulls Ian onto his lap instead. "You're my boyfriend and I
love you." He whispers into Ian's ear, pulling him closer so he's fully settled
on his lap. "I'm running out of patience." 
Ian lays his head on Mickey's shoulder and takes a sip of the nice cold beer.
"I know." 
The tension in the air soon ebbs away when they change the subject then start
talking and laughing. Mickey lays on the couch and Ian happily sticks next to
him, his arm wrapped around his boyfriend's waist. They lie there in
companionable silence, as the TV plays some movie in mute. 
Ian is used to Frank beating on him. It's been happening for years. That's why
he won't let Mickey do anything about it. Soon he'll be old enough to fight
back or better yet, will leave for college and officially not live in the
Gallagher house anymore. 
So in the meantime, he will lean on his long term boyfriend who loves him
unconditionally and has always been there for him. 
"I love you." Ian whispers. 
Mickeys kisses the top of his head. "I love you too." 
 
                              ☆★☆★☆
 
 Mickey doesn't see Ian for a week. 
Everything has been perfect between them but he hasn't seen his boyfriend for
an entire fucking week. 
Ian doesn't pick his calls. 
Ian doesn't come out to see him when he shows up announced at the Gallagher
house. 
It's stressing Mickey the fuck out because last he checked they were doing
great. They had spent an amazing weekend together having lots of fucking
fantastic sex and being in love. Ian usually can't sleep without a goodnight
wish from Mickey, he has to text him throughout his day between classes. So Ian
ignoring him like this makes no fucking sense, it's very suspicious to say the
least. 
So early on Sunday morning Mickey heads over to North Wallace. 
He bangs loudly on the door repeatedly and doesn't stop till someone opens it.
Ian's older sister Fiona is the one who comes to the door. 
"Milkovich." She says with a sneer. 
"Here to see my boyfriend. I don' need your shit right now." He sneers right
back. 
Fiona drops her hands to her waist. "You are twenty three years old, fucking my
seventeen year old brother. I could call the cops on you," she snaps her
fingers. "just like that." 
Mickey crosses his arms. "Oh yeah? I bet that would go over well with your
brother." 
Fiona continues to glare at him but ends up stepping aside reluctantly. 
"Fi, who's at the door?" 
Mickey hears Ian call out with his mouth full. He steps inside the Gallagher
house and heads directly to the kitchen. 
"Ian." 
The redhead drops the box of cereal in his hands, surprised. "Mick." 
Mickey is about to ask why Ian has been ignoring him but taking one look at his
boyfriend gives him the answer. He's got faded bruises all over his beautiful
face that make his blood boil. His arm is not on a sling but he's got a cast
on. 
"What. Happened?" He asks despite already knowing the answer. 
Ian ducks his head. "I just needed two weeks till my hand healed then I would
have come to see you." 
"Ian I don't care what you want. If I see him, I will render him fucking
unconscious." 
"Baby." Ian tries. 
Mickey lifts his hands. "No, that's it. That's fucking it!" 
He rushes up the stairs and into Ian's shared bedroom. Getting on his knees, he
reaches for the ROTC bag under the bed and starts putting Ian's clothes
inside.  
"Mickey what are you doing?" Ian asks with his eyes open wide. "What are you
doing?" He repeats much more calmly. 
"I'm getting you the fuck out of here. My job as your boyfriend, is to take
care of you." Mickey stands up straight. "That doesn't include letting you be a
fucking punching bag." 
"Mick." 
"No." Mickey says adamantly before going back to packing up Ian's clothes. "I'm
packing up all your shit. You're staying with me." 
"Like fuck he is!" Fiona intervenes.
Mickey ignores the oldest Gallagher and zips up Ian's bag. 
"You're not going anywhere with my brother." 
"Yes I fucking am." 
"He still has to finish his education." 
"Which he will, under my care." Mickey jabs his chest with his forefinger. 
"Mickey I'm not fucking with you. I won't let you take my brother." Fiona
blocks him from leaving the bedroom. 
Mickey tilts his head at Fiona. He narrows his eyes at her then puts the duffle
bag on the floor. "Ian, is moving in with me. Because I'm not going to let my
boyfriend keep getting abused under your care." 
Fiona visibly swallows and her eyes tear up. She glances once towards Ian who
ducks his head. She turns back to Mickey with guilt in her eyes. "I stop him
every time." She says quietly. 
"Yeah? Well with me, I'd stop him before he even gets a chance to lay his
filthy hands on Ian." Mickey doesn't even break eye contact. "Not after he's
beaten Ian till he's fucking black and blue." He spits, so fucking bitter he
wants to find Frank and stab him in the face. 
"I'm sorry." Fiona whispers, her tears falling. She walks towards Ian and pulls
him into a hug. "I'm so sorry. Please don't leave." 
Just then a disgustingly filthy man walks out of the opposite room still
staggering. His hair is all over the place, he smells like piss, and the
clothes he's wearing are muddy. 
"What's with all the fucking noise?" He demands. "Is there any beer in the
fridge?" 
Ian has described Frank to Mickey numerous times. But actually seeing the
man... Mickey doesn't even think about it before pouncing on the abusive prick.
One punch lands the drunk man on the floor. After that Mickey gets on him,
punching him over and over and over and over till Frank fucking Gallagher's
face is all blood. When it's clear the man is unconscious, Mickey finally gets
up. 
He looks at the siblings who are just standing there, looking at a bloody Frank
and Mickey's bloody knuckles. 
Now that he's done what he's wanted to do for months, his adrenaline comes down
and he takes a deep breath. He narrows his eyes at the siblings who are
watching their passed out father. 
"Why didn't you stop me?" 
Ian and Fiona shrug. 
"He's a piece of shit." Ian whispers and just like that Mickey remembers why
he's here. 
He grabs the duffle bag and grabs Ian by his wrist. Without another word, he
drags his boyfriend out of the house and into his car, Fiona yelling after them
the whole time. 
Ian opens the car door then stops to look at his sister. "Ian, please!" She
pleads. 
Mickey looks up at his boyfriend from the driver's seat. "Get in the fucking
car." 
Ian waves at his sister once before getting in the said car. He then looks at
Mickey with a smile. "Let's go." 
 
                              ☆★☆★☆
 
A week later Ian comes home from school and walks into Mickey's apartment. He's
got a key now and his clothes are mixed up with Mickey's in his closet. Ian has
only been living here for two days but he has never been happier. 
He loves his family don't get him wrong, but being a place where he knows he's
out of Frank's reach makes him feel all kinds of happy. Mickey has always taken
care of him.  He's an older working man who would do anything for him. Ian
truly, has never been happier. 
He pours himself a glass of wine with a big smile. Mickey only started buying
wine because Ian likes it more than beer. It's not a big deal but it makes
Ian's stomach flatter. He settles down on the couch and switches on the TV. He
wiggles his left arm and it looks fully healed now, thank God. 
Ian remembers when he met Mickey. They had both been attracted to each other
instantly and then ended up fucking in the restaurant bathroom. On their first
date however, Ian had been carded at a club and Mickey had found out his real
age. The brunette had been ready to break it off but Ian had been really
persuasive. A few blow jobs and Ian riding Mickey like his life depended on it
had been enough to convince Mickey that they didn't need to part ways just
because he wasn't 18 yet. 
Ian smirks to himself. Good times. 
Now here he was, in a happy relationship with the man he loves. Mickey wouldn't
let him go back home unless it was only to visit but Ian was okay with that.
For years he had suffered under Frank's abuse. He was happy to be away from it
now. 
"Chinese. Like you wanted." Mickey announces. 
Ian blinks up at his boyfriend who he didn't hear come in. "Mick."
The older man bends and presses a lingering kiss on Ian's dry lips. "You wanted
Chinese, right? I didn't get that wrong?" 
Ian shakes his head no. "You had a good day?" 
Mickey places the meal on the table then seats next to Ian. The redhead
immediately straddles his boyfriend. "These days," Mickey starts. "knowing I'm
coming home to you, all I've had are good days." 
Ian blushes then licks around Mickey's ear, down his neck then up his ear again
making Mickey groan and caress his back. 
"Someone's happy." Mickey notices. 
Ian nods before undoing Mickey's shirt buttons. "Yeah I am." He leaves a kiss
on the exposed skin. "I got a tone of homework but all I wanna do is fuck
you." 
"Mmm.... Sounds like a plan." 
"Mmm..." Ian slides Mickey's shirt off his shoulders and kisses him there. "You
like that?" The brunette hums in agreement. "Good. He bends and takes a nipple
into his mouth. Mickey hisses and grabs the back of his head, before arching
his back. Ian suckles harder and Mickey moans. Ian can feel the dick between
his legs harden with the act so he shifts to the other nipple. 
"Ian." Mickey whispers his voice wrecked. 
"Yeah?" Ian asks then goes back to sucking Mickey's nipples. Without taking his
mouth off the hard buds, he gets off Mickey so he can take off his trouser. He
pulls them down together with his boxers that are wet with precum. "Don't you
dare cum before you're inside me." 
"I would never." Mickey swears but he's out of breath and his chest is heaving
so Ian doesn't exactly believe him so he rushes to their bedroom -their
bedroom- to get the lube. "Get back here!" Mickey commands. 
Ian walks back into the living room laughing. He waves the lube in the air to
show Mickey why he left. His boyfriend licks his upper lip and Ian's knees go
weak. He kneels before Mickey and takes his dick into his mouth. His boyfriend
practically shoots off the seat and Ian has to forcefully grab his hips to keep
him there. 
"Stop, stop, stop." Mickey pleads. "You want me to fuck you, you gotta stop." 
Ian pulls his mouth off but he doesn't stop working himself open. Mickey curses
loudly when he notices. 
"Get up here." 
Ian squeezes more lube into his palm and jerks off Mickey a few times before
getting up. He undresses till he's fully naked then grabs onto Mickey's
shoulder. He uses it as leverage to slide down on his boyfriend's hard dick.
Mickey pinches his ass cheeks as Ian shuts his eyes tightly, relishing in how
good Mickey's dick feels penetrating him. 
Mickey spanks him when he's fully seated and Ian cries out in pleasure. So the
brunette does it again. 
Mouth open, heavy sighing, and calling out Mickey's name with every rotation of
his hips, Ian rides his boyfriend into the couch. Mickey's deep blue eyes look
into his own and Ian slows down so he can fuck and kiss the man he loves at the
same time. 
"Ian." Mickey calls before thrusting upwards. "Ian." He repeats. 
Ian hisses and wraps a hand around Mickey's neck, while his other hand holds
onto Mickey's thigh for laverage. He then fucks Mickey hard and fast and before
they know it they're both cursing and calling out each other's names. Mickey
comes without warning but doesn't stop fucking up into Ian. He grabs Ian's dick
and jerks him off. Ian cries out loudly then comes between them, his seed white
and warm. 
Mickey glances at it then smirks up at Ian. They smile at each other then the
older man grabs his neck and pulls Ian down for a deep kiss that the redhead
feels all the way down to his toes.
They remain in the same position for a while with Mickey caressing his back
soothingly. Ian smiles into Mickey's shoulder feeling happier than he's ever
been. 
Being with Mickey in this moment definitely feels like home. Ian feels like
this is where he belongs. 
Mickey pushes his shoulder back so he can look at Ian. "You need to get your
homework done." 
Ian groans then buries his head in Mickey's chest. "But it's math." 
Mickey chuckles. "I'll help ya." 
Ian looks at his boyfriend hopefully. "You will?" 
"Yeah." Mickey nods then plants a kiss on Ian's lips. "I got you." 
Ian grins and wraps his hands around Mickey's neck then rubs their noses
together. "Thank you."
 
                              ☆★☆★☆
 
Saturday morning a week later finds Ian at Mickey's apartment, alone. 
Hey, got called into work. Text me what you need me to bring back. 
Ian smiles at the text message before sliding off the bed. He heads towards the
kitchen to find his breakfast all covered up carefully for him. He eats with
the same smile on his face then decides to do their laundry. After he vacummes
the house and does last night's dishes. Usually he loathes doing chores and it
takes him by surprise that he doesn't mind doing all this stuff for Mickey. 
He's watching a movie waiting for lunch to be done when there's a knock at the
door. He wonders who it could be since Mickey is not home. Ian groans when he
sees his older sister. 
"Hello to you too brother." Fiona greets sarcastically after seeing Ian's
reception. "I can't visit you now?" 
"You can. And I wound be happy about it if I didn't know this will just lead to
an argument." 
"Ian-" 
"I ain't coming home Fiona." 
Fiona drops on the sofa with a heavy sigh. "Ian you can't stay here." 
Ian glares at her. "Because?" 
"Because you need to be around family." 
Ian shakes his head. "Mickey's my family."
"And we're not?" 
"I didn't say that." 
"He's not going anywhere." Mickey surprises the siblings then he suddenly walks
into the house with two bags in his hands. He places them both on the carpet
then turns to Fiona. "Why are you here?" 
Fiona gets up and crosses her arms. "He's been here long enough. It's time to
come home." 
"I don' recall saying his stay here was fucking temporary." Mickey snaps. 
"Fi. I'm fine. I'm happy here. I promise." 
"I get it. Alright?" Mickey says. "I get that you want him to be with family.
But that environment is bad for him." 
"That environment?" Fiona asks aghast. "That environment? I will have you know
that Ian has been lving in that environment, for seventeen fucking years!"
Fiona's veins are practically popping out of her forehead. 
Mickey shakes his head wondering how else he's supposed to explain to Fiona
he's never letting Ian go back. The redhead comes and stands next to Mickey,
wrapping his hand around his waist clearly showing where his loyalty currently
lies. 
"I will visit when I can. I promise." Ian says. 
Mickey steps away from his boyfriend to open the door. "I'm sorry Fiona, he may
have been under your care for seventeen years but, he's with me now." 
Fiona turns to Ian one more time before leaving the house defeated. 
Mickey doesn't turn back around but he feels Ian's hands hold his waist from
behind. "You sure about this?" He asks. 
Ian kisses the back of his neck. "More than anything." 
Mickey turns around and smiles up at his highschool boyfriend. "C'mere." He
says before Ian smiles and obediently slots their lips together. "I love you."
Mickey whispers. "Always gonna look after you." 
Ian nods, speechless. So instead he settle for; "I love you too." 
End Notes
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