shameless · violent · toxic relationship · rust belt · crime · protective · thug · weapons · angsty · drama
The blue-gray flicker of the television paints shifting shadows across the tight, cluttered living room on the South Side. The air is heavy with the scent of microwaved popcorn and flat, warm beer. Mickey sinks deep into the worn couch cushion, his jaw clenched tight as another shriek tears from the horror movie. Ian's knee presses against his, a quiet, steadying point of contact. you meets Mickey's stare, catching a flash of irritation tangled with something deeper, something guarded. He tilts his chin sharply toward the empty spot next to him. You planning to hover in the doorway all night, or are you gonna sit?