Scömìche One-Shots

Camping pt. 2

Mitch's P.O.V
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I woke up to birds chirping and Scott's arm around me. "Hi, Mitchie."

"SCOTT! Jesus." He laughed and stretched. "Good morning," he said. "Morning," I said. He got up and ran to the lake, shouting, "You coming?!" I ran after him and hopped on his back. "Onward and upward!" He laughed and continued running.

"Aren't you glad you came? It's so fun here!" I smiled and nodded. Scott pushed me under the water. I came back up and glared at him. "Hey! You do NOT mess with momma's hair!" I pushed him under and went down with him.

We smiled at each other and he kissed my forehead. We went back up and I wrapped my arms around him. "The sky is gorgeous," I said.

"Not as gorgeous as you," he replied. "Stop. I swear we're married." He smiled, "Scömìche for life, right? Our fandom won't like it when I tell them I'm engaged to Alex." His smile faded. "But... they'll be happy for you! If you love Alex and he makes you happy, then they'll be happy. I wouldn't worry about it. We'll always be Scömìche." His smile came back.

"Thanks, babe."

"For what?"

"Everything. You're the only one who can do what you just did. Make me feel better about myself when nobody can. You know that, right?"

"I feel like you're trying to give me clues," I whispered. He nodded. "What's the secret?" He laughed, "It's not much of a secret." I was very confused. "That Scömìche is real?"

He nodded. I hugged him again. "What are you gonna tell Alex? He'll be devastated..." I trailed off. "I don't know."