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Ian had two months left until he came home from his last year in the army. Thank god it was coming to an end,he had seen more deaths then he could ever imagine and he didn't think he could cope with it any more.
The last couple of weeks had been a struggle as their military base was attacked was a group of Iraqi soldiers killing half of Ian's men. As leader of his unit everything was his responsibility.
They moved to a near by safe town where they could track down the other Iraqi's and also make sure no other men would die fighting.
After a long and tiring walk along the desert with his men Ian made it back to his cabin,at this time around 8 he would always skype Mickey,he really needed to see his face as all hope had been stripped from him,and seeing Mickey would just make everything better. Fuck he missed him so fucking much.
'Mickey's on.' Ben called from his bed across the cabin,obviously Ian told all his group about Mickey he couldn't stop talking about him. Ben was older man,round about 30 and he had a wife back home with two kids,he related to Ian because he missed her like fuck. He knew how much Mickey meant to Ian,and how much Ian loved Mickey so he didn't even care when Ian would full blown talk about it.
'Thanks man.' Ian set up his webcam above the laptop,adjusting it to show his face and clicking onto Mickey's call.
'Fucking finally! I have been waiting for you skinny ass for about an hour.' Mickey spoke harshly mainly for the fact he had missed firecrotch so fucking much it nearly killed him. Damn Ian missed Mickey swearing,he missed his kisses,he missed the touching,he missed fucking everything.
Mickey didn't look any different his skin slightly paler if that could happen,and his eyes fucking bluer than ever. Ian however had lost weight to his face from shit small meals and dirt was clamped to his body 24/7.
'hello to you too Mick,sorry I was late fucking desert walking again.' Ian huffed,sitting down on the near by stool taking in all of Mickeys features because he would be lucky to see his face for another two weeks.
Its okay man,its good to see you haven't been fucking shot though' Mickey paused before he spoke again. 'I miss you Gallagher.' ,he had only just got used to actually speaking his feelings to Ian,even though Ian already knew how he felt through his actions he felt like home when Mickey said shit like that.
'I miss you too Mick,its not long till I get home you know.' Ian stated,smiling because Mickey blushed at his comment. Mickey had a terrible habit of trying to hide it,but Ian could always see it.
Ian heard a little sleepy voice on the other end watching as Mickeys attention went next to him and away from the camera.
'is that daddy,papa?' Ian could recognise straight away that it was Yev,after Svetlana left him with Mickey 3 years back ,Ian at an instant was by Mickey's side helping him raise him. His heart warmed seeing his little family on the webcam,he missed them so fucking much. 2 months was way too long.
'yeh it is,you wanna see him?' Mickey asked lifting the sweet 4 year old on to his knee,smiling when he saw Ians face light up.
'Hey big guy! Hows it going?' Ian was grinning for fucking miles,all he wanted more than ever right now was to be at home. Fucking army.
Yev giggled and pointed at the screen. 'look papa! Its daddy! Look!' Mickey laughed at his son bouncing wildly on his knee with excitement of seeing Ian.
'I know,i see him. You can talk to him too say hello.' Yev looked at the camera and bit his lip,he looked the spitting imagine of Mickey and he was as beautiful as him too.
'hey daddy, papa keep saying he miss you daddy,he make me pancakes too with bananas.' Yev giggled,ian laughed at the way Yev tried to say bananas,his eyes started to tear up with the thought of being so far away.
'god I wish I had some pancakes right now.'Ian groaned at the thought of eating those delicious things after all he had been living off soup and shit rice.
'Well if your lucky when you get your fucking ass home you will see a pile waiting for you! You need some meat on your bones man' Mickey was always a some-what of a romantic in his own little way and he loved it.
'fuck I miss you guys so much.' Ian slumped down with tears rimming his eyes,fuck he couldn't cry.
'this two months is going to drag man.' Mickey replied knocking his head back in frustration all he wanted was his redhead back.
'Papa know how many days you come back,because he counting daddy,he tell me.' Yev admitted innocently causing Mickey to blush.
'is that so?' Ian raised an eyebrow grinning like a total idiot. 'Thats so cute Mick.' Ian laughed at the redness that appeared up Mickey's face.
'shut the fuck up,its not cute okay.' Mickey acted defensively but coming from his soft tone Ian's heart fluttered because knowing that Mickey wanted him home so much just made him love him more.
'papa cute!' Yev shouted out,grabbing Mickey's cheek in the process causing Ian to laugh harder.
'alright,alright. Maybe I have but its because this house it too fucking quiet without your clumsy ass around. I just want you home okay.' Mickey mumbled slightly,but he knew he could speak feelings with Ian,he knew Ian needed to hear it.
'I want to be home too Mick,I fucking hate it out here.' Ian's voice croaked as his body shook with fear he could hear distant gun shots from near by shooting try outs. The whole situation still shook him up.
'I fucking hate you being out there. Ian,just fucking promise me you won't get hurt in this next two months,If you do I will fucking kill you myself.' Mickey was being serious now,he hated the thought of Ian getting punched never mind shot or blown up. The army scared the shit out of him because he knew there was a chance Ian could be snatched away from him.
'I promise Mick.' Ian knew tears were starting to form in his eyes but he held them back,he didn't want to cry.
Yev yawned in Mickey's arms and rubbed his eyes as he watched his two dads interact.
'hey tough guy,lets get you to bed. You say goodnight to daddy yeh?' Mickey scooped Yev into his arms bringing him closer to the camera.
'Night Yev,I love you. I will be home soon I promise,but while i'm here you look after papa yeh?' Ian found himself feeling a tear slide down his cheek.
'Night daddy,me wuv you too. I will try daddy,but you are the best of wooking after him' he yawned again waving as mickey left the laptop and brought him to his room. Ian wiped his face before Mickey got back because fuck crying right now,all he wanted to do was talk to Mickey. More than that he wanted to be here with Mickey.
'fucking kid has more energy than anything. Tires me out man.' mickey wiped his forehead,and slumped back down to the laptop.
'I wish I was there with you Mick.'
'I know you do Ian,but stop with all this soppy shit. Theres only two months left till you are home,you gotta keep strong I don't want you getting shot or anythin'. When you get here you can suffocate me in that sappy shit you love,because fuck I need to kiss you like theres no tomorrow.Don't even get me started on the fucking! jesus Christ. A year without your dick in my ass is a long time.' Mickey spoke softly and laughed a little.
'I love you Mickey.' Ian blurted out,he wanted to scream it from the roof tops because he fucking loved him more than anything. It was rare they said it to eachother but when it did happen it was the best feeling in the world.
Mickey felt a jolt in his spine like something bad was going to happen,and Just as Mickey was about to reply an explosion blasted through Ian's cabin,the whole roof caving in and throwing him into darkness.