I'll Stay Through It All

~Chapter 20~

No P.O.V.

"Welcome back." Scott greeted him with a hug. That's something you don't see everyday. "Did you miss me?" Vincent hummed, hugging back. "Yea. What's in the bag?" He let go motioning it. He gulped nervously. "Oh nothing just......candy." He lied but he saw through it. "The truth." Luckily Vincent had one that always worked. "Fine. It's bread." He pretended to put it up in the kitchen. "I don't see why you had to lie." he spoke from behind him. "Well the bread is special." He left to the backyard. Scott sat down confused a little. Vincent exited the gate sneaking to his front lawn. He put the chocolate on the porch in front of the door and tied the card to the flowers, setting them next to it and rang the doorbell. "I'll get it." Scott said from inside. Vincent ran back to the gate, going into the house, standing in front of the backdoor. Scott picked up the red box and the flowers, seeing the card on it.
'To: Scotty
From: Vinny~'
He read the card, closing the door with his right foot, sitting the box on the coffee table. When he finished reading it, his face was a dark red. "What's that you got there?" Vincent asked walking up to him like he didn't know what it was, startling him. "Where did you come from?" "Nowhere." He grinned. "Do you know anything about this because it has your name on it." He scratched his head looking up at him. "Maybe, maybe not. You tell me." He kissed his cheek going to his room. The next thing on the list was compliments. That's something he does with ease. "Vinny what are you doing?"

He jumped, not hearing him enter the room. Good thing he put away the list. "Nothing." He folded his arms leaning on the doorway. "What are you hiding?" He walked over and sat on the bed next to him. "I'm just thinking." "About what?" Vincent pulled him close laying his head on his shoulder. "You." Scott blushed, thinking about Vincent thinking about him. "Me? Why?" "Because I'm lucky." He looked at him still confused. "How?" His grin turned into a smile. "Because I have you." Scott tensed up not sure what was going to happen next. "You really are the charmer aren't you?" Vincent burst out laughing, not being able to hold it in any longer.

"You really are clueless to not know that already." He wiped the tears from his eyes, his laugh dying down. "I'm not clueless!" He said unamused. "I know, I know just, you really should have seen that coming." He crossed his arms. "Touché." He laughed again holding his sides. That made him feel happy to see this side of Vincent non-creepy, happy, smiling, and lovable, he moved closer, wrapping his hand around his neck and the other to his hair, pulling him in for a kiss. Vincent kissed back, melting into it. Scott grazed his hand through his hair, leaving no room between them. He moved away, gasping for air. Their faces were flushed dark red. They couldn't speak they were thinking about what happened 'till Vincent spoke out. "Well, that was........uh.." He chuckled not sure what to say. "We already did this before, but it felt like the first time."

Silence filled the room, no one knowing what to say or do. "Do you wanna swim?" He asked. "Uh I can't it's getting late I need to go." He stood up giving him a hug and leaving. "Do you have to go?" Vincent complained. "No, I totally live here." he replied sarcastically. "I'll come over tomorrow." He hugged him again before stepping out. He groaned closing the door, he couldn't stop thinking about him.
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(Back to Mike and Jeremy (for now >:D)

No P.O.V.

The morning was very bright, yet cool enough to make one need a jacket. Mike shifted under the covers, pulling it closer to him, while Jeremy shivered from the swift breeze. He opened his eyes to see Mike was hogging the entire blanket. "That explains it." He mumbled to himself, getting out of bed. He walked over to the drawer and pulled out some non-work clothes and went into the bathroom.
The sun shined straight through the window onto Mikes face. He slowly opened his eyes, not wanting them to be burned in the light. He removed the covers, seeing he had it all and Jeremy wasn't in bed.
Jeremy stepped out the bathroom, putting his night clothes in the bag. "Morning JereBear." Mike said, stretching his arms out. "Morning Mr. Hogger." He snickered going into the kitchen and looking through the fridge for the ingredients. "You don't have to cook y'know?" Mike said from in the room changing. "I know, but I'm not letting you do it after last time.

Yesterday night

"I'm gonna make some pasta, want any?" Mike got up from the couch and went into the kitchen, grabbing a pot, filling it with water and putting it on the stove, turning it on 450. "But we just had pizza an hour ago and I don't think you need to make it that high." He pulled the noodles and the sound out the cabinet and sat them on the counter. "Don't worry I'm a very good cook." Mike forgot about the water. It rose to the top flowing out of the pot burning the metal disk under it, it burned bursting into flames, setting off the alarm. "MIKE! The pot is burning!" Mike looked at the pot, grabbing it by the handle and pouring the water down the drain. The stove was still on fire. He grabbed fire extinguisher and sprayed it. They looked at each other. "Im never letting you cook."

Back

"It wasn't that bad." Mike nervously chuckled rubbing his head. "The stove was on fire." Jeremy took the eggs, bacon and pancake mix out with a bowl, three pans, milk, a spoon, and a spatula. First he put the pan on the stove and put it on 350, cracking the egg. Next, he poured 3/4 of the mix in the bowl and 2/3 of milk in the bowl, stirring it in the bowl. "Hey Mike can you get two plates down for me?" He asked continuing to stir. "Sure. Mike came into the room grabbing two plates and setting them on the table with a fork for each. "Thanks."

Le time skip (sorry I know you hate these >_<)

When Jeremy finished cooking and fixed the plates. Mike was staring at the food, drooling over it, delicious scents filled his nose. Jeremy refilled Michael's food and water dishes, washing his hands, then going to the table. "Welp, dig in." He didn't have to say another word, Mike already got himself started. "Never mind, then." He sat down and began himself. He was finished within seconds. Jeremy was astonished. "How did you eat that fast?" He smirked turning towards him. "It was good." He blushed, finishing up, then cleaning the dishes. He went into the living room with Mike. "We have two free days what do we do?" He sat next to him laying his head on his chest. "That's a surprise, JearBear." He looked up at him confused. "A surprise?"
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(Sorry the Internet turned off that's why it's so late.I'm not good at making long chapters and posting them on time (like h.w. XD)
Where will they go? Who will they run into? Will that person know Jeremy and Mike but they don't? What will happen? Will Mike beat someone up? Will Jeremy get kidnapped? Will he run-away?
N:......................I don't know, don't ask me ask her.
Me: Maybe~
Well tomorrow's Friday which means it's I-Don't-Give-A-Fuck-Friday *plays My Chemical Romance and Three Days Grace songs while in the library making the Librarian call security* YEEEEAAAAHH!!
Security guard who's name happens to be Mike: Get off the tables and turn that music off now!
Me: Never!!!!
Security: *pulls out taser*
Me: *stops* okay buddy, let's take it easy *gets off table, grabs speakers and runs out door before the police show up*

Well that escalated quickly. O_O
Bye~