Marcel sighed, he was cleaning up from the prior night. Doing dishes, cleaning the dining table, clearing the coffee table, ext. He sat down only to be bothered by his phone going off, courtesy of his friend Tyler. Finding out he was calling about a problem he was having with his PC, Marcel decided he would go over and help, figuring Scotty was asleep he didn't want to bother him.
Scotty Stirs in his sleep, restlessly quivering. Waking up and breathing heavily, grasping his arms as if he was making sure he was still alive. He looked around, coming back to his senses. He got out of his bed leaving his room, and heading downstairs. Finding he was alone, no note, no text, no message, Marcel had left him, alone. Scotty never realized how quiet it was without him there, not a thought in his mind.
"Would it kill you to smile?" Scotty turned around seeing Marcel. His presence made Scotty smile, "Where did you go? I missed you." Marcel smiled at him, "I was at Tyler's, he needed some help with his PC. I was going to tell you, but you were asleep." Scott nodded.
He never realized how much he needed Marcel in his life.
Yet here they were, enjoying each other's company. Life felt so slow without them in the same room, boring some might argue. Happier to be home, Marcel plopped onto the couch leaning back and relaxed. Nothing else in life mattered to him, all that mattered is that he was home.
All was right in the world again.
Scotty was calm.
Marcel was home.
They were happy.
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Baggage (BasicallyIDo407)
FanficScotty never really had loving parents, it wasn't that they were controlling, or mean they just didn't have time for their son. Which left Scotty alone most of the time, he kept things to himself and never really bothered telling people how he felt...
