Anything Goes (Scomiche)

Notes

I could tell Scott was a little off his game this week. What I couldn't tell you, is why. He always seemed nervous, or maybe excited, fidgeting with his hands, bouncing on his feet. I knew he was always a little more hyper than most, but even this was a bit unusual.

He had also been extra sweet lately. Not that he isn't always, but, something is definitely different. He was always getting up early for Starbucks, attempting (and usually failing) at making me breakfast in bed, sending me random 'I love you' texts, bringing me flowers and gluten free snacks. Lots of little things.

I just chalked it up to him being excited to fly home and meet his nephew, and that he would miss me while he was gone. He'd been talking non stop about the baby, always showing me pictures his family sent him. It was cute to see him so giddy over a baby.

While I was really genuinely happy he was going home to see his family and meet the baby, I hated that he'd be leaving me for so long. Okay, so it was only a week, but we've never been apart for more than a couple days, even before we were dating. I will never understand how people do long distance relationships. Being without Scott for a week will be torture, I couldn't imagine going any longer than that.

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We had to leave at the ass-crack of dawn for his flight, and yet he still had Starbucks waiting for me when I woke up.

The drive there was silent, my free hand chugging the coffee, Scott's free hand on my thigh. I was hoping he would miss me even half as much as I'd miss him.

"I'm gonna miss you, ya know." I looked up at him as we walked into the airport, swinging our interlocked hands.

"I'll miss you too, but it's only a week Mitchie. Besides, I have big plans for when I come back." He smirked at me, pulling me into one of his giant bear hugs.

"And you're gonna leave without telling me?" I tightened my hold on him.

"Obviously. Okay, I'm gonna be late. I'll text you when I land. I love you." He leaned down to put his forehead against mine, but only for a second before he kissed me.

"Love you too Stringbean." I squeezed him one last time and watched him walk through security.

I got back home and went straight back to bed. When I woke up later I headed towards my bathroom to get ready for lunch with the boys and when I opened my drawer there was a little folded up piece of paper in it. I unfolded it only to find it was Scott's chicken scratch.

You are beautiful. I didn't think it was possible for someone to look as perfect as you do.

He was so fucking cheesy, and I loved it. I smiled the whole time I was getting ready, heart fluttering at the gesture, and the words. I figured when he texted me that he landed I would let him know that I found the note, which wasn't long after that.

King: Landed, waiting for baggage.

Queen: Good! I found something today.

King: What?

Queen: A note.

King: What does it say?

Queen: Don't act like you don't know what it says. It was very sweet :)

King: No, I really don't know what it says. Which one is it? Whatever it says, I mean it, 1000%

Queen: You mean there's more? Scott!

King: Maybe. Have to run, dad's here. Love you, call you later.