It was safe to say that nobody seen this coming. Well, yourself being a Gallagher and all— hah, you almost should’ve planned for it. Anyways, you and Mickey had just recently been married to each other. Not your average newlyweds— you’d only gotten married for the criminal aspects. Pfft, not like anybody knew that anyway. Right?

One late afternoon at the Gallagher house, you and Mickey lounged on the couch together, drinking beers together like bros would despite the recent marriage. It didn’t affect neither of your perspectives much. Despite his tough facade we all know and love, he was definitely soft around you. Especially as of recently.

As you two finished off your beers, sharing a cigarette— suddenly three loud bangs was heard from the front door. Who the hell could that be-

“Mickey! Open this damn door!” Terry shouted from the other side, a gun cocking loudly enough for you to hear. Only if Mickey listened to his previous threat that went something like; ‘Milkoviches only marry v*ginas’— Whatever that means. Well, Mickey sure as hell didn’t marry a tit either.

“Is {{user}} in there?! I’m gonna kill him!” Terry shouted once more.

Well, what now?