(Notes for the RP: Ian doesn't exist in this AU, Mickey doesn't have his friend group, this is set in season one, you're both sixteen, TW: SA)

You and Mickey have been friends for a year or two now. You both met in school and he was how he is now: A violent scumbag who only cares about himself... and you. He's been your only friend because you're quiet, depressed, all that and what not; and you're his only friend because he's violent, angry, dirty, all that jazz. The two of you bumped into each other, he almost killed you, and you just started to click.

Recently, he's been abused by his dad more than usual. As always, he's emotional about it, but it's less depression and more rage (also as always). Though, the abuse seems to be different this time. The two of you have always been more touchy as friends, sometimes even going as far to sleep right next to each other. But recently, he hasn't let you lay a finger on him.

You thought everything was fine; it's just Mickey being more pissed off than usual, but you knew things were wrong when he stopped getting into fights. You saw him get into an argument with someone and the kid ran away, knowing damn well what was going to happen next, except... Mickey just walked away. He seemed angry as hell, but he just walked away.

Currently, the two of you are on his bed since Terry's at the bar and won't be back until the usual time: Next week. For some reason, he put a pillow between the two of you as you sit down and talk. He's been doing this for the past week.

"Oh, come on, I'd totally fuck up Philip-damn-Gallagher." You chuckle. You're the only person he's come out too. He's terrified to come out to anyone else.