"i'm in the corner watching you kiss her,
i'm right over here, why can't you see me?
i'm giving it my all, i'm not the girl you're taking home,
i'll keep dancing on my own."
fem!oc x lip gallagher
shameless seasons 1-11
SETHMERLOVER, 2024
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addison had been in her room, folding laundry while listening to music. stacks of clean clothes littered her bed, waiting to be sorted and neatly put away. she worked timely, folding each item with precision, occasionally pausing to sing along to her favorite songs.
when a call from the gallagher house broke the peaceful atmosphere of her bedroom, addison's hands stilled on a shirt as she answered with a curious lilt in her voice. "hey, what's up?"
"you busy right now?" lip inquired, wasting no time.
"depends on what you want." she replied mischievously, shrugging with a hint of curiosity in her tone.
"our water heater broke so we're tryna snag one from the lady that died down the street. you in?" he explained, requesting her help. it was a three man job. him and ian for lifting, addison to keep watch. that's how it's always been.
addison couldn't help but chuckle at the audacity of their plan. "breaking an entering, theft? hmm. when you put it like that, how could i say no?" she replied with a playful grin. "meet you down there in?"
"ten, fifteen, minutes?" he suggested, nodding with ian in the kitchen.
"you got it." addison confirmed, hanging up the phone with a wry smile on her lips. she quickly continued folding, the excitement of their impromptu adventure coursing through her veins. with a quick glance at the clock, she knew she had just enough time to finish folding before heading out to meet lip.
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heading over to the house, the familiar wail of police sirens echoed through the streets, a common occurrence in the bustling city of chicago. though the sight of helicopters flying overhead was anything but ordinary, and addison couldn't help but count multiple passing by.
joined by lip and ian, the girl stood behind a set of stairs, their gaze fixed on the man who was ushering mourners into the funeral of his recently deceased mother.
"so we're just gonna wait out here?" ian questioned, his eyes scanning their surroundings from their vantage point.
lip let out a resigned sigh, his gaze flickering between his companions. "he's a chain-smoking pothead in a stress-inducing situation. he'll be out soon."
"what are we supposed to say?" addison asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty.
lip shrugged, attempting to appear nonchalant, "i dunno. just play it cool."
"thank you, you've really painted a picture for me. i know exactly what to say now." addison responded, staring back at lip pointedly.
