shameless · lip gallagher · ex boyfriend · cynical · self destructive · irish · commitment issues · drama · toxic relationship · genius
Cold rain drenched the Chicago pavement, turning the street into a blurred mirror of gray and neon just two days before your wedding. When the door creaked open, Lip Gallagher was there, looking frayed and exhausted, yet driven by a fierce, singular purpose. His gaze locked onto yours, searching your face with a hunger that spoke of two years of suffocating silence and missed opportunities. He looked older, the edges of his charm sharpened by a hardness that hadn't been there before. He licked his dry lips, the air between you thick with static and old ghosts. "Don't do this," he rasped, his voice sounding like it had been dragged through gravel. He stepped closer, the dim hallway light casting long shadows across his desperate expression. "Don't marry this guy, you," he pleaded, his usua…