That night (scomiche fanfiction)

The Realization

Sorry ): for those of you who actually like and read this am so bad at updating so feel free to shout at me am sorry.

So some quick things I have went back and updated the last 3 chapters so they have a few more details and scomiche cuteness stuff in them you don't have to go back and read them but feel free unless your a new reader cause I updated them about a month or 2 ago.

Also I still have those plans for another story and a oneshot/story book (it involves a mute Scott and a very very talkative Mitch) but I have no idea when they will be posted hopefully soon(: are use guys interested??? but that's enough of me and lets get back to our King & Queen :*

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I find myself back to where I had started on Scott's bed only this time when I open my eyes it's no longer dark, the sun is at it's highest peak and of course the only ray of sunlight that shines threw the curtains is hitting me right on the face.

I groan rather loudly and reach down to pull the covers up over my head creating a little tent away from the beaming sun, the darkness of this helping me to find my dream land again. However a sudden sharp pain in my head stops me from drifting of to sleep.

Great a hangover just what I need when I have no idea where I am or well I know am at scott's but where is here, it could be in a whole other state for all I know. Wait! I could't have ran that far right? I scrunch my face up thinking back to last night, oh I remember getting in a taxi and if I remember correctly it cost a fair amount of money so that means I very well could actually be in a different state. Fuck.

No that's taking it a bit far right I mean it takes like a day to get from where I live to another state. Am just over reacting am probably a few hours away at the most. Wheres Scott I need him to solve my inner conflict and tell me where he lives.

A sudden wave of nausea turns my whole body cold and I run into Scott's bathroom and spew up all the pizza that we had for our midnight feast.

10 minuets later, I am lying on the floor next to the toilet with one arm draped over my closed eyes and the other on my still upset stomach. I wonder if Scott's awake and if he heard me I hate to be such a burden to him but I seriously need help up of this floor maybe I could shout him in here, but what if hes asleep that's a mean thing to do or if.....

WAIT did I just hear a baby laughing seriously......... there it is again I shift my arm up more so it uncovers my ear but still covers my eyes and listen out for it again. Maybe am imagining it or maybe Scott has a kid wait what no he can't I mean he would have said something and there are no toys or anything like that in his apartment.

I must have drifted back of to sleep because I wake up to the feeling of some form of liquid running down my face. I move my now dead arm of my face when I hear Scott's voice from the door way "Lincoln stop no bad leave Mitchy alone" he begged as I open my eyes and turn to what ever he is talking to. Only to find I little cute chubby baby right next to my face and drool everywhere. The kid must have noticed I was awake because he turned and giggled excitedly reaching out and poking at my face making him giggle even more as I scrunched up my face. Then he is hosted up into the air by Scott.

"Mitch oh gosh am so sorry are you okay? I knew I should have came to check on you earlier hold on just one second and I will help you up" he insisted as he holds the little boy in one arm and holds up one finger on the other signaling one minuet. "don't move".

He comes back not even 30 seconds later and makes his way towards me.

"Mitchy why didn't you come get me or shout me, you look terrible is it the hangover finally kicking in?" he asks as he kneels down and touches my forehead with the back of his hand.

"Mitchy? really?" I say but it comes out a lot deeper and groggier than normal. Scott looks at me with a strange expression then lets out a soft laugh and leans over to try help me up.

"Is that all you got from my question? that I called you Mitchy" he asked as we finally made it to a standing position.

"yeah kind of sorry wow......." I exclaimed falling towards Scott as my legs give way only for him to quickly wrap his arms around my chest and back pulling me towards himself and my arms automatically wrapping around him. A few minuets later I feel better so I lift my head from under his chin and am suddenly very aware of how close we are making me blush from head to toe. I look up at Scott only to see him with his eyes closed tightly looking relaxed but still lightly squeezing me holding me.

Since his eyes are closed he can't see how much I am blushing and I feel him embracing me a little tighter as I look over is features trying to see why he hasn't let me go yet. It's hard to tell without his eyes being open and I begin to notice little things like how he has a small subtle amount of freckles scattered across his cheeks and noise hardly noticeable unless your this close also how his eyebrows along with his eyelashes are almost nonexistent.

Just as I start to get lost he opens his eyes and notices my confused/dreamy expression. He quickly gives me one last squeeze before he slowly lets go of me whispering a thank you that if it wasn't for the fact it was completely silent I would never have heard.

"are you okay?" I ask Scott as he steps away from me. He silently nods and goes to the medicine cabinet and once he he finds what he is looking for he asks me gestures me to follow him. We walk into his room and then to the living room and the kitchen where I see the baby, Lincoln I think his name was, in a highchair at the breakfast bar eating a banana or well more of it was on him rather than in him causing me and Scott to smile.

"Here you go drink up and go find something from my closet to ware if you can ahaha because there is sick on you also am cooking lunch so be quick or you will miss mister banana face over here's excitement when he eats the pasta am making" he says as he hands me a bottle of water and 2 aspirin's for my hangover. Scott turns around and starts getting the ingredients out I say thanks to him and glance at the giggling child before heading of to find some clothes in a closet made for a giant.