[ mickey snickers, heat on his skin from the little thrill of ian's lips against his ear. ]

Hey, if you're behind me when it happens, I don't really have to look at the costume, do I?

[ honestly, he's just fucking around, but let's be real, ian could probably talk him into almost anything. maybe not the dress yet. give it a few more seasons. after coming out at the baby shower, there's not really much else left for ian gallagher to poke and prod him into. or so he thinks. he will learn how woefully mistaken he was later.

but he'll worry about jumping him for reunion sex (and telling Ian he's been here for a month already) once they get to through the house. ]

Could be, yeah, but like hell am I packing another 10 people in here, tell your family to stay outta Hellville until we score a mansion. [ well, he technically did score a mansion for a couple days, in that he broke into one, got drunk, trashed it, and then decided it was too big and hollow and creepy to stay in. so, bungalow. ] I'm workin' on metal panels to cover the windows. Spent five minutes thinking about those creepy fucks crawling through some night while I'm sleeping and went straight to digging for scrap metal.