Summary: Mickey had woken up one day his ankle throbbing painfully. He looked down at the ankle and his heart stops. 'Ian'. “No.” He whispered. “No, no no no no!” He rubbed frantically at the name but nothing happened. It wasn’t some cruel prank. It was permanent. No, he couldn’t have a soul mate mark. He definitely couldn’t have a soul mate mark that was a boy’s name. He could feel tears welling up, he wasn’t going to cry though, he was a fucking Milkovich and Milkovich’s did not cry.
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Thoughts: Sorry for all the soulmate au spam but I was in a soulmate au binge/mood. But why are they all so heartwrenching?? Can't I have a fluffy soulmate au where no one is having a hard time? Mickey being a Milkovich kind of squashed that I guess. But yeah this fic is heartbreakingly good, with bipolar Ian. I cried a lot. Again.