I'm killing loneliness
With the warmth of your arms you saved me
Oh, I'm killing loneliness with you
- Killing Loneliness by HIM
Chapter 18 - Killing Loneliness
Six Years later
Mickey woke up in Ian's arms, every morning that started like this was a good one – even when he was woken up at 5 am because Ian had the morning shift.
Ian kissed his neck, this was definitely the best way to wake up.
"Good morning", he whispered.
"What time is it?"
"Almost seven"
"Too early", Mickey groaned and hid his face in the pillow.
"We've got half an hour before the kids wake up."
"Half an hour, huh?", Mickey smirked.
"I don't think Elijah ever slept this long"
"He woke up twice tonight, you just slept through it"
"Sorry", Ian mumbled and ran his hand up Mickey's body under his shirt.
Mickey grinned, "You're forgiven, now take those stupid boxers off."
Ian smirked and leaned over him and kissed his lips, but of course, when he was about to take their clothes off, a baby was crying over the baby phone.
Ian groaned, Mickey just chuckled.
"Your son is a cockblocker", Mickey smiled, "I go get him"
The Milkovich got up and went to the nursery to get the baby. He came back and lay back down with Elijah on his chest, he lifted the baby up and stuck his tongue out to him, the baby laughed at him.
"You're just a little attention whore, huh? Didn't even have a problem."
"Don't call our baby a whore, Mickey", Ian whispered and stroked over the baby's red hair.
"He doesn't know what it means. It's true though. He woke me up twice last night and nothing. Didn't need a diaper change, didn't want a bottle, just wanted attention."
"Well", Ian grinned, "He takes after you in that"
"Yeah, somehow I doubt that he has a lot of my genetic material, right my little firefly?", he stuck his tongue out to Elijah again, because it always made him laugh.
They had used a surrogate for their kids, both had donated their sperm, so it was random who the biological father was in the end. But the baby's little hairs on the top of his head looked like flames, so it was pretty obvious that Ian was Elijah's biological father.
Ian kissed Mickey softly, and heard little feet tripling around the hallway.
"And the next one is up", Ian whispered, "Guess the sex is off the table until tonight"
"If you play your cards right it will be on the table tonight, literally", Mickey whispered and kissed him, until their daughter appeared next to their bed and tried to climb up their bed. Ian sat up and picked the four-year-old up. The girl had Mickey's black hair and blue eyes.
"Morning little bug."
"I'm hungry."
"Hungry? You want to make breakfast with daddy?"
"Yes, yes, yes", she jumped up and down on the bed, "Pancakes, Pancakes"
"Ello, please, don't jump on the baby", Mickey said, "Your dad makes pancakes with you"
"Pancakes again? We're all gonna get fat"
"You work out all the time and I lift baby weights", Mickey smiled and lifted up the baby like weights.
"Okay, Pancakes it is", Ian grinned and sat up.
"Yes, yes, yes", Eloise jumped on her dad. Ian picked her up and put her down on the ground so he could get up as well.
"So, Ello, can you go get dressed on your own like a big girl already?"
"Yes"
"Okay, we meet in the kitchen, and bring your hairbrush, yeah?"
"No, pops has to make my hair, he makes it better than you", Eloise stuck her tongue out to her daddy and ran to her room.
Ian shook his head and changed his shirt.
"You teach them that with the tongue", he said to his husband and changed the rest of his clothes.
"She's right, I make her hair better than you.", he said and stuck his tongue out to him.
"When you do it, it's in invitation, Babes"
Mickey winked at him and got up as well, "I get Elijah dressed, you make pancakes.", he walked over to him and kissed him.
"Do you think I'm fat?"
"Is it insecure-time again?"
"You said we're having pancakes too often and we're getting fat. And I'm not running marathons in contrast to you."
"You're beautiful", he kissed his forehead, "And I know that you only say shit like that to get compliments out of me"
Mickey smirked, "Well, it's working every time, isn't it?"
Ian rolled his eyes and kissed his lips, "I love you, you're beautiful and tonight I'm gonna fuck you on the table"
"And that's okay to say in front of the baby?"
"He doesn't understand it, I wouldn't repeat it in front of Ello though."
"Good choice. Now go make your husband pancakes."
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Ian sat at the table with Elijah in his arms and was feeding him. Mickey brushed Ello's hair and tied it into two pigtails.
"See, pops is doing it better than daddy, right?", Mickey teased and both him and Eloise stuck out their tongues to Ian at the same time.
"You became a teacher just to teach our kids how to be disrespectful?"
"Wake up, it's the only thing we learn how to do while becoming teachers."
Mickey sat down at the table and put a pancake on Ello's plate, when the door opened and was thrown shut again.
"Hey, Sandy", Mickey called through the kitchen before his cousin even entered the room.
"Hey boys", she said and went straight for the cabinets.
"We really need that key back at some point, Sandy", Ian said to her.
"You can say that again when you need a babysitter next date night.", Sandy grinned at him, "I need honey, Debbie wants honey, Debbie gets honey."
"Cabinet above the sink", Mickey said, "And since when do you let your girlfriend control you like that, huh?"
"Since she's pregnant and so moody I'm afraid she might blow up our apartment every time I forget to buy eggs"
Mickey smirked, "That's what you get when you're dating a Gallagher."
"Says you?", Ian smirked at him.
"I want honey on my pancake, too", Ello said.
"No, Ello, you're gonna put it all in your hair again"
"I want honey, I want honey", Ello demanded.
Sandy sighed, opened the honey, and put some of it on Ello's pancake.
"So many kids", she sighed, "You're mad."
"You're about to have three kids, you're aware of that, right?"
"Yeah, but we didn't plan it. Who could have known that stupid cell just randomly parts into two? If you still want three children, you can have one of the twins."
Mickey rolled his eyes, "Go ahead play the tough one, I know that you love those babies already."
Sandy rolled her eyes, "Your wish for soft family moments is just spreading like a virus."
Ian grinned at her, "You're right with that. But you gotta keep both twins, we said, the third child comes when Elijah is three and we got a house with a yard."
"And we don't live directly next to you and Debbie anymore", Mickey added and grinned at her, "Now bring the honey to your girlfriend before she changes her mind again."
Sandy smiled, kissed Ello's forehead, and left the apartment again.
"If we ever move, would they even survive when there's no one to steal food from anymore?", Ian asked Mickey and got up to put Elijah into his playpen.
"I wouldn't be surprised if they just follow us and move into a house next door. She did the same when we moved here."
Ian went back to his husband and sat next to him, "Maybe we don't have to tell them where we move to."
"It does come in handy to have them next door when they watch the kids on date night", Mickey reminded him.
Ian chuckled and nodded, he kissed him softly.
"Oops", came it from their daughter suddenly, they looked at her, the girl had spread all the honey from her pancake across her face and her hair, and had let the pancake fall to the ground.
Ian sighed, "Why do I even make pancakes if you only wear them as hat?", he picked Ello up and put her on the ground, "Don't touch anything, go to the bathroom, you're taking a bath"
"No!", Eloise shouted and started running away.
"Ello! Stay here, don't touch anything!"
"No, I don't want to take a bath, it's wet!"
Ian turned around to his husband, "She's definitly your daughter"
Mickey grinned up at him, "Go fetch the child, I start running the bath", he said and got up.
"Of course, leave the hard, running around task to me", Ian rolled his eyes.
"Hey, that's what you're doing the marathones for, right?"
"You're lucky that I love you"
"Love you, too", Mickey smiled and went to the bathroom.
Ian started following Ello.
"Eloise Angela Gallagher-Milkovich, come here!", Ian shouted through teh apartment while running after the toddler.
Mickey bit his lip, "He was right about the name", he mumbled, "The kids will be run over by cars before he can finish shouting 'Elijah Dima Gallagher-Milkovich' over the parking lot"
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The End
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