Fics like he's out his head, i'm out my mind.

He falls back against the wall and smokes his qualms away for a while. But less than forty seconds later, there’s banging on the bathroom door, aggressive and sharp. “Mikhailo Milkovich, if you don’t open this door right the fuck now I’m gonna come in there and fucking kill you!” Ian shouts, voice clear despite the door between them. Mickey laughs, delighted. “Promise?” “I’ll beat you black and fucking blue, you vindictive fucking whore!” He indulges himself and listens to Ian's angry threats for a moment before deciding that he’s waited long enough. He played the game and he won. Now, it’s time to claim his prize. He steps forward and unlocks the door. --- Ian gets a lap dance from some random twink and Mickey matches his energy. The consequences, though, are much harsher than he'd initially thought.

Fics like he's out his head, i'm out my mind.

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