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“Here,” Mickey said, shoving the carton of skim milk into Ian’s hands. “Who the fuck drinks skim milk anyway?”
Ian ignored his boyfriend’s comment, smiling at him and accepting the carton instead. “Great, we’re almost done,” he answered, putting the milk into their cart and crossing the item off the crumpled list.
“What’s next?” Mickey asked in a groan, making it obvious that he didn’t want to be there anymore. Ian fought to keep his face from showing how amused he was because it was so adorable how much Mickey hated shopping.
“Just some ice cream Mandy wanted. Come on, the freezer aisle is that way,” Ian told him, pointing to the opposite side of the supermarket.
They made their way over to the right aisle, Mickey tossing in some chips and chocolate bars on the way. Ian decided not to say anything; it was Mickey’s turn to buy the groceries, afterall.
“I’ll go get it,” Mickey grunted, leaving the cart and Ian in the middle of the row of freezers. Ian followed behind his boyfriend, looking through the glass doors for the pizza bagels he knew the older boy loved (but had forgotten, as usual, to put on the list). His attention was drawn to the Cool-Whip section, and he suddenly had an idea.
“Hey Mick, watch the cart! I’ll be right back…” he called to Mickey who was already opening the door to grab the tub of Rocky Road for Mandy. Without waiting for acknowledgement, Ian rushed back to the dairy section and grabbed the bottle of store-brand whipped cream.
He met his boyfriend halfway back to the registers. “My sister doesn’t like whipped cream with her ice cream,” Mickey told him with a frown.
“Who says it’s for Mandy?” he asked the older boy, eyes shining with the all of the dirty possibilities playing in his mind.This time Ian couldn’t hide his grin at the shocked “o” Mickey formed with his lips.