A/N: Prompted by this anon. There is sex and there is food involved in the foreplay, so. I’m so sorry.
"I’m hungry," Ian murmured next to Mickey’s ear.
"So go get something," he grunted back without opening his eyes.
"Mickey," Ian said, tone a little whining, although Mickey couldn’t figure out why. He’d had a long day at work and he was fucking tired. But his muscles were aching, even motionless stretched out on their bed. Mickey knew if he could just sleep it off the pain would fade, but right now it was so distracting he couldn’t turn his damn brain off.