watching Fi and Sean at the end of s6 ep2 healed something in me.
Like, i was not expecting THAT to get me all in my emotions as hard as it did. Just the way Fiona parroted "You need to shut up now...Heres whats gonna happen. Youre gonna shut off your brain, and breathe into your body. Close your eyes, relax, and let me do all the work~" I literally had to pause to process everything that had led up to this moment in the episode because its been so rough. I don't know if its the gorgeous song that played in the background or the vibes or probably both but when she started crying i lost it. This scene gives me the vibes of something you'd read in a book like Song of Achilles, or something bittersweet. God I don't know, maybe I'm crazy and touch deprived but- this scene truly did something to me.
Absolutely euphoric.
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Knight In A Shining Youber Chapter 15
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Ian stubbed out the cigarette into the ashtray and sat up a little more, leaning towards Mickey he whispered, “Hey, you awake?”
“Mmm, I am now.” Mickey murmured, his low rumbly sleepy voice making butterflies in Ian’s belly flutter wildly.
Ian moved gently in the bed, not wanting to jostle Mickey, “Can’t sleep.” His lips quirked up in a smile as he moved closer to Mickey, now able to see his grin as he moved above him, carefully adjusting to where he was over Mickey, leaning down to where his chin was resting on Mickey’s back, holding himself to where he wouldn’t press against Mickey’s injured shoulder.
“Oh you can’t?” Mickey’s voice was teasing as he peeked between his thick lashes at Ian.
Ian grinned, a hand reaching up and tenderly touching Mickey’s side, before swiftly turning him over onto his back, being mindful to not disturb his shoulder, his hands keeping Mickey gently pinned to the bed.
Mickey looked up at Ian, his eyes wide with surprise, his lips tugging into a grin.
“Why? That a problem?” Ian teased, his grin blooming over his face.
“Oh no not at all.” Mickey answered, his eyebrows rising up, almost challenging Ian to do more before quickly slipping a hand free and reaching up, wrapping his arm around Ian’s neck, pulling him down.
Ian laughed as he fell against Mickey’s chest, “C’mon wake up!” Ian giggled as he reached up and gave Mickey gentle pats on the cheek.
“You are goin down carrots.” Mickey huffed through a grin, “C’mere carrots!” He tried to pull Ian back down to his chest.
Ian rolled to the side laughing as Mickey wrapped his arm around him and pulled him close to his chest.
Mickey laughed as Ian easily gave up his upper hand and relaxed against him, nuzzling his face there and inhaling deeply.
“I love how you smell, d’I ever tell you that?” Ian asked sleepily.
“Possibly, but I don’t mind hearing it again freckles.” Mickey murmured, his hand coming up and wrapping around Ian, his thumb brushing against his speckled shoulder.
Ian grinned and pressed a kiss to Mickey’s chest, “I love how you smell.” He murmured, grinning softly.
Ian could feel Mickey’s fingers curling into his hair and he wanted to let his touch drift him back to sleep..
Mickey hummed slightly as he leaned up and pressed his lips to the crown of Ian’s head, Ian shifted slightly and turned to where he was looking up at Mickey from his place on his chest, his chin almost hurting as it dug into his sternum.
“Hi.” Mickey murmured softly, grinning as he tilted his head up slightly, his chin pressing into his chest as his eyes roved over Ian.
Ian’s lips broke into a smile, “Hi.” He whispered back shyly, his copper eyelashes tracing against his dappled cheeks.
For a moment it felt like everything was at peace, the thought almost lulling them both back into a slumber.
“We can stay here forever,” Ian whispered.
Mickey was hit with a wave of heartache, because they couldn’t stay there forever, they had shit they had to do, had to deal with, then, once it was taken care of, then they could stay there forever.
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