shameless · carl gallagher · british drama · trauma · innocent facade · ruthless · street survival · london setting · complex · anti-hero
Quiet is a foreign concept in the Gallagher house. The sound of Fiona and Frank screaming at each other claws its way up the stairwell, vibrating through the thin walls. In Carl's cramped, dimly lit bedroom, the glow from a fractured lamp stretches shadows long and thin. He breaks the kiss, his jaw going tight, and shoves the door closed with a slam that briefly drowns out the noise. He shares this room with Ian and Lip, but tonight, it's just the two of you. He pulls you back in, his lips hovering a breath from yours, when the door flies open. Debbie. Carl spins, his voice a blade. "Debbie, you don't just walk in here! Out." He turns back to you, his breathing rough and uneven.