@ViolentFucker โmore like anxiousness. Already wanting to get there so they could hang out. Ian hoped it would be the first step of them being together again.
@ViolentFucker โ
"Yes, definitely your place. You know mine is always a mad house."
Then he turned toward him, before glancing around in the parking lot.
"You got a car, or are we walking?"
The nervous feeling of being around Mick again, started to feelโ
@ViolentFucker โface, not believing that Mick was really back, and they just happen to run into each other. It was as if they were suppose to be there at the same time.
At Mick's question, Ian nods and starts to walk in the direction of the Milkovich home.โ
@ViolentFucker Ian went to pull out some money as well, not expecting Mickey to pay for it all. He pitched in some of the amount owed them headed out of the store with him. Also carrying a couple bags in his arms. Ian couldn't contain the smile across hisโ
@ViolentFucker โ pay for their items. Separating the things he will buy from the other things in the cart, he puts the pizza and the beers he grabbed on the counter to pay for. He is anxious to spend time with Mickey, watching movies, eating pizza, also like old times. So much โ
@ViolentFucker โ sorry. I like when you look at me like that. And thanks, you look good too."
He states a with a big grin to follow, as continue to steal glances at each other, they find the soda section. Ian grabs a good amount, then starts to make his way to the cashier to โ
@ViolentFucker โ times, times that were usually spent with Mickey. Then the compliment to accompany it, Ian is tempted to grab Mickey and kiss him right in the isle, but he doesn't. He beams at this instead, still staring back, until Mick looks away.
"You don't have to be โ
@ViolentFucker โ they use to be.
Ian heads toward the soda fridge with him, knowing where to go, but when Mick stops so does he. Getting completely lost in the moment when their eyes meet, especially with the smile he sends Ian's way. Ian has that dreamy look he gets at โ
@ViolentFucker When Mickey agreed to pizza, Ian opened the freezer to grab one out. Then he put it into Mick's shopping cart with a smirk on his lips, as he nodded about soda. This felt like old times almost, but he knew it would take more than a day to get them back to where โ
@ViolentFucker โ is an improvement. I found dead rat carcasses once when I was cleaning there, that looked like it was there for years."
He playfully makes a grossed out face, not trying to insult his house. It's not like Ian's house is so great.
"It'll be cool to see it โ
@ViolentFucker โ walk beside Mick, already feeling more comfortable around him, from moments before. Gesturing now to the frozen pizza in a nearby freezer.
"Supreme? A movie sounds good. That's cool that you're fixing up your house. Though to be honest, anything you do to it โ
@ViolentFucker "If we're hanging out I'm going to need more than chips and beer. Though, you did get a shit load of chips."
He gestures to the cart that has about six bags, and four Pringles containers in it.
"I can get us a pizza too, if you want."
Then he starts to โ