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Singing
“I'm tired of being what you want me to be… Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface…”
Ian lazily opened his eyes. The first thing he did after realizing Mickey wasn’t beside him was look at the time on his cell phone. He relaxed, taking comfort in the fact that he didn’t have to be at work for another couple of hours.
“Don't know what you're expecting of me… Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes…”
Ian’s ears perked up. Had he just heard singing?
“Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow…”
Yes, that was definitely singing. He rolled out of bed and made his way towards the source of the sound; it was coming from the bathroom.
“Every step that I take is another mistake to you...”
Ian carefully pushed the door open, making an effort not to laugh or make any other noise, knowing Mickey would freak out if he knew he had an audience.
“Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow…”
Timing it perfectly, Ian whipped the shower curtain back and sang along with Mickey, belting the next line out at the top of his lungs: “IIIIII've become so nuuuuuuuumb, I can't feel you theeeeeere!”
Mickey was so startled he literally jumped in the air. Ian was laughing hysterically at him the entire time, gasping for breath after seeing the horrified expression on his boyfriend’s face.
“You’re so fucking dead, Gallagher!” Mickey shouted once he’d recovered, grabbing the shower head and aiming it at the redhead in retaliation.