prepared for melee combat / private

[dannychan]

mickey hadn’t stopped thinking about ian since he had left, so his solution was.. to go back. he knew the risks, but.. what else could he do? he had gone back to america, and was now walking down the ph-so familiar street, hands in his pockets and hood pulled up. he wasn’t paying attention, just looking down and keeping his head turned in order to see the houses, so he collided right with someone else. “hey, watch where you’re fuckin-“ he had looked up, and just as he saw aho it was, he had paused. he blinked, eyes slightly wide. he let out a tiny breath. “ian..”

[peridot.]

Ian made a soft noise as someone collided with him, and he glared down for a moment, but then he froze as he saw who it was. He opened his mouth and closed it, seeming stunned. It was a moment before he said softly, gently pulling out his earbud, "M-Mickey? What the fuck are you doing here? How are you here? You're supposed to be in Mexico!"

[dannychan]

he hesitated. “i.. i wanted to see you..” he said and looked around, making sure there were no cops aroun he moved closer and threw his arms around his neck, hugging him tightly.

[peridot.]

Still seeming stunned for a moment, Ian hugged back tightly after a moment, burying his face in the other's shoulder. He said softly, taking a deep and shaky breath, "Oh, you dumbass... I can't believe you're here..."

[dannychan]

he shook his head, nuzzling him. “i.. im sorry, ok? i just wanted to see you..” he mumbled. he practically cling to ian, closing his eyes.

[peridot.]

He sighed and moved to gently kiss the other's temple, saying softly as he nuzzled Mickey and took a deep breath, "I'm just worried about you, Mickey. You know you're still a fugitive.."

[dannychan]

h nodded and moved to kiss him gently. “i know.. we should probably go inside..”

[peridot.]

He kissed back and nodded, signing softly, "Yeah, we should... Fuck, that means I've gotta call my work.." He gently took Mickey's hand before pulling him inside and pulling his phone out of his bag.

[dannychan]

he frowned and followed. “what are you doing now? like as a job.”

[peridot.]

Ever since Mickey had left, Ian had kinda just tried his best to go on with his life. He was working, and everybody was kind of just doing their own thing. He wasn't sure Fiona was doing too well lately, with how focused she was on her future lately, but he wasn't getting involved in that mess. He had met a guy he kinda liked - Trevor, but they were really better off as friends. So yeah, things were fine, but... He had to admit that he was lonely. He missed Mickey. But whenever he thought about it, he fell into a depressive state, so it was better to just ignore that sad gut feeling. Sighing, at the moment he was getting ready to head to work, putting stuff in his bag and saying goodbye to Fiona before heading out. He hummed softly as he walked, slipping an earbud in and trying to focus on the music.