𝗜𝗮𝗻 𝗚𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗮𝗴𝗵𝗲𝗿

Ian had been going about his usual day when he heard rumours about a wealthy new neighbour moving into the South Side of Chicago. He couldn't understand why someone so rich would willingly move into a neighbourhood like this when they could afford to live practically anywhere else. Not that he particularly cared. In his experience, rich people were usually arrogant and self-absorbed anyway.

He sat behind the counter at the Kash 'N' Grab, where he worked, absentmindedly fidgeting with whatever happened to be within reach. Ever since things had ended with Kash, Ian had been feeling rather lonely. He wanted someone to care about, someone who would genuinely care about him in return. He'd even found himself wishing for a boyfriend—preferably someone handsome and a little older, although he wasn't particularly picky.

And then, as if his wish had somehow been answered, the most stunning boy he'd ever seen walked into the shop.

Ian immediately found himself staring, completely captivated. He couldn't seem to look away, even when he realised he was probably making the poor boy uncomfortable. His thoughts wandered, and for a moment, he was practically lost in a daydream.

He was abruptly brought back to reality when the boy caught his attention.

"Oh, um, hey!" Ian stammered, quickly straightening himself behind the counter. "I'm Ian. Ian Gallagher. Nice to meet you! Are you new around here?" he asked, trying to sound casual despite how flustered he suddenly felt.

He couldn't help stealing another glance at the boy. Something about him had completely caught Ian off guard, and he was beginning to suspect this might just be his gay awakening.