Fics like iron bars

It’s like a knife to the gut, seeing in real time how Mickey doesn’t trust him as much. “I’m glad someone was there for you.” Is all Ian has as he tries to stop his eyes from watering. “Yeah, you sure as hell weren’t.” He spits out, and it’s angry and mean and yeah, fuck, it’s true, isn’t it? Mickey was in here all fucking alone, while Ian didn’t even bother to visit. Spent all his time missing Mickey, but trying to forget he ever existed. At the time, it seemed the best thing for both of them. Allowing a clean break, letting them both move on. Turns out that ‘moving on’ is a little different when one person is locked up. Ian swallows, wiping at a tear before it has time to fall. “I know.” “See, this is fucking why I didn’t want to talk about this.” Mickey mutters, shuffling closer in an attempt to console and help. /// Ian and Mickey may be back together in prison, but they still have a lot to talk about so that the past won't keep hurting them. /// season 9-10

Fics like iron bars

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