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A gut feeling
2001: Age 7
It started off with a bet between himself and Iggy. “Who was better at using the five finger discount?”. The two young boys sat in the Milkovich living room surrounded by bags of candy, a VHS copy of Hercules and a VCR that Iggy had snagged from a north side garage sale. As Iggy set up the VCR Mickey took a moment to enjoy how quiet/safe his house felt with his dad in jail.
Iggy grabbed the VHS and groaned as he got the movie set up “Really Mickey...? This is what you grabbed?!” Mickey wasn’t really sure what he had grabbed from the store and only knew what some of the sounds the letters make are. The art work on the case seemed pretty cool though. There’s a horse with wings, a guy with red hair and muscles and then some blue dude with blue fire on his head.
The movie was okay for the most part but what really caught the seven year olds attention was the hero Hercules. Mickey’s eyes had started to droop when over the course of a song Hercules had gone from skinny and clumsy to strong and muscled.
Mickey felt like he was going to be sick, he felt tingly and nauseous, sweaty with a racing heart. It was like watching a car crash, no matter how hard he tried he could not stop staring at the muscles and jaw line of the movies red headed hero.
Without him noticing Iggy had stopped the movie to check if Mickey was ok. “I don’t feel so good...” Mickey mumbled but Iggy didn’t push and instead snipped at his little brother “Well maybe you shouldn’t have eaten all that candy on a empty stomach!”. The expression on the younger boys face must have been pretty upsetting because in a voice he rarely used Iggy suggested that maybe he should go lay down for a bit.
The younger boy took his older brothers advice and retreated to his bed. He didn’t sleep but instead just laid on the bed thinking about how his dad is coming home soon and how much he wanted a guy like Hercules to come and take him away.
2009: Age 15
It had been Mandy’s idea to sneak into the theatre. Terry was on a rampage and the two younger Milkoviches had fled the property.
Harry Potter and the half blood prince had come out a while ago so the theatre was mostly empty giving the siblings a chance to select better seats than they normally picked.
The lights in the theatre dim and as the trailers start Mickey can hear Mandy hissing into his ear. “Stop hogging all the popcorn you dick! The movie hasn’t even started yet!!” To piss of his sister even more Mickey shoves a handful of popcorns into his mouth and begins to chew obnoxiously. “You’re so fucking gross!” Mandy quietly screeched into her brothers ear as she began to repeatedly punched him in the shoulder, the trailers ended and the opening tune to the movie began to play as Mandy settled into her seat anxious for the movie to start.
Mickey didn’t know much about the movie that Mandy wanted to watch. Between being in juvie and being held back in school he didn’t have access to a wide selection of movies and books giving him head aches, he wasn’t up to date on pop culture. He had never seen a Harry Potter movie and if he had known what Ron Weasley looked like he would have never agreed to see this movie. He tries to distract himself from looking at the actor’s physique.
His body had been doing things for a while now that are really starting to piss him off. He knows that he has stopped growing and it’s frustrating to watch his cousins and friends all begin to tower over him. Iggy and Colin like to harp on him about being a midget but that’s not even the thing that makes him the most angry.
He is also pissed off that he smells, he knows he reeks but the water bill doesn’t always get paid so regular showering isn’t a option. He recently asked Karen Jackson on a date but she told him he smells like cow shit. He finds that he actually smells more like vinegar and onions but it gives him a convenient excuse to questions about his love life or lack there of.
With everything happening to his body the thing he hates the most is the disconnect between his brain and his dick. Iggy and Colin are always talking about their NRB’s aka their no reason boners. Eat a good slice of a pizza? NRB! See the red headed Gallagher hold his little brothers hand as they cross the street? NRB! Even something as random as a good nap will cause a NRB.
There’s a thought in the back of his brain that the thing about Ian Gallagher isn’t quite as random as he would like to think. The NRB’s and thoughts when he sees Iggys or Colins friends fresh out of juvie and muscled from their work outs scare the shit out of him. He hates what his life is like right now and isn’t sure he’ll live to see it get better. He’s fucked for life and he knows not to expect things to actually get better.
Mandy asks if he’s okay and he grumbles as he starts to return his attention to the movie. He looks at the screen and regrets it immediately. A muscled Ron Weasley is wearing a tank top that is showing off his arms and pyjama pants as he sits on a bed. Mickey finds himself looking to see if he can spot the outline of a dick through the characters pyjama pants.
He feels that sinking feeling in his gut as blood starts to rush downwards. No, no, no! He thinks as he begins to panic. Not here not now! The adrenaline coursing through his body makes everything worse and he throws the popcorn at Mandy as he rushes out of the movie.
He finds the closest bathroom and locks himself in the stall. He runs his hands up and down his face trying to bring himself back to earth. What is wrong with him!? Why does this keep happening?! He just wanted to enjoy a movie with his sister and now he’s having a break down in a movie theatre bathroom because he’s got a NRB from thinking about dicks. He needs the NRB to go away but he hates having to indulge in those thoughts. He needs to hurry before Mandy comes looking for him. He feels disgusting as he undoes his pants and jacks off to thoughts about red headed men with muscles holding him down.
When he’s done he cleans himself up and rips the paper towel dispenser off the wall in a explosion of anger before he storms out of the bathroom. He makes his way to the movie theatre lobby and finds a place to sit and stew in his shame while he waits for Mandy. He thought about going back into the movie but even the thought of seeing the Ron character sends a chill up his spine and a jolt to his gut.
That wasn’t the first time that he jacked off to thought of men and as much as he doesn’t want to admit it he knows won’t be the last. “Am I g-?” He starts to ask himself before he shoves that thought away and so far down he momentarily forgets that it was even something that crossed his mind.
He looks up and realizes the movie must be over as a group of people leave the theatre. He sees Mandy following behind the crowd and notices the worried expression on her face when they make eye contact. Mandy doesn’t ask and he doesn’t tell her as they walk out of the theatre together. If he drinks himself to sleep that night with thoughts of Ian Gallagher on his mind, that’s nobody’s business but his own.
2021: 26
Him and Ian lay curled up in each other’s arms as they try to decide what to watch on TV. They’re in their new apartment, Ian is fully dressed in a t shirt and boxers while his husband lays on him in only boxers. “What about homeland?” Ian suggests. Mickey doesn’t object so his husband clicks play and settles in closer to him.
Seeing Nicholas Brody with his red hair and army uniform sends a message of interest Mickey’s dick. He huffs out a breath and shifts his body on their bed to try and become a little more comfortable. He’s tired and not interested in doing anything active. Him and Ian had a long day and he just wants to lay with his husband and relax. Mickey continues to shift and squirm until Ian asks in a deep and sultry voice “need some help with that?”. Ian begins to place slow, intentional kisses along Mickey’s neck, jugular and collarbone. “Fuck....” Mickey groans and breathes “Do. Not. Stop.” Ian trails his hand down his husbands abdomen and slips his right hand into Mickey’s boxers. “Didn’t realize you had a soldier fantasy Mick” Ian chuckles against his husband lips and he begins to tease Mickey’s dick with his hand. Mickey begins to laugh “Really? A red head in army gear, why wouldn’t I be into that?”. Mickey begins to thread his fingers through his husbands soft red hair. As Ian begins to tease his ass hole with fingers Mickey let’s out a groan of pleasure. “You want me to go put on my delivery uniform?” Ian teased as he makes a motion like he’s going to get off the bed. “No!” Mickey protests at the lack of contact “just get the lube bitch!”. Mickey laughs as he pulls Ian in for a toe curling kiss.
As him and Ian make love he can’t believe that this is his life. He’s living so far beyond anything he could have imagined as a child or teenager. He thanks the universe everyday for the gut feeling he gets from the persistent red head who came after him with a tire iron.