#can you spot the FAFFY inspo?

[rereadanon]

Hello and welcome to another installment of

✨Ficlet Friday✨

As always, major thanks to our Beta Extraordinaire @gallawitchxx, I am forever grateful!

Mickey Gets a Massage

“You think a session with Sarah could help my shoulder?" Mickey quietly asked his husband in the dark one night, while they lay in bed.

“Probably. A massage would feel good even if it doesn’t make a huge difference in your shoulder,” Ian replied.

“Yeah,” Mickey sighed. 

Ian was a little taken aback, but then smiled widely. He thought about his trash-talking Southside husband and how different things were for them these days. Who would have guessed then that Mickey would even entertain the thought of getting a massage?

They had recently had dinner with Sandy and her girlfriend, Sarah. They had met Sarah casually before at various events, but this was their first time, just the four of them, so they had the opportunity to get to know her a little more.

“How didya get into massage?” Mickey had asked her. 

“I did sports medicine in college and took a course and was hooked. I like making people feel good.”

“Yeah ya do!” Sandy interjected with a classic Milkovich smirk. 

“Bet you get some weirdos, huh?” Mickey said.

“Not really, most of my clients are people I have seen for a while and on a regular basis, people with chronic conditions or old injuries that need upkeep,” Sarah informed him. 

It sparked an idea in Mickey’s mind. His left shoulder had been bothering him for a few weeks. They argued about what was causing it–Ian swore it was his use of the "Oh Shit!" handle on the driver's side of their armored vehicle. Mickey said it was due to carrying money and product bags. 

Friday around noon, Mickey returned from his very first massage. Ian was in the office at the warehouse, triple checking the weekend pickups, making sure they were all covered. Gallagher Milkovich Security had expanded enough that there was weekend staff, which allowed Ian and Mickey to have Saturday and Sunday off. 

“Ay,” Mickey said as he crossed through the office door. His hair was a little messy, but he looked relaxed, Ian able to recognize that look anywhere. 

“Hey, how was it? How do you feel?” Ian asked. 

“Pretty good, man. Weird as fuck to get naked and rubbed down in oil and not come my brains out, but it felt pretty good,” he replied. 

“Gonna shower.”

“Okay,” Ian responded, turning back to the color-coded calendar on the computer screen. 

Mickey left the room only to come back a couple of minutes later.

“You’re not joining?” 

“Didn’t want to undo all of Sarah’s hard work,” Ian said.

“You wouldn’t undo anything, a shower would be icing on the cake, man.”

“I’ll ice you like a cake,” Ian teased. 

“So come on, lover, let's go,” Mickey said with his eyebrow raised.

Ian jumped out of his chair so fast you would have thought it was on fire. 

#ficlet friday #turns out i can access my creativity only when I am fully relaxed #can you spot the FAFFY inspo? #shameless #gallavich #ian x mickey #how does bee have time to beta all these i need her secret