Scömíche One Shots

Tour Buses

Why don't our tour buses ever work? Last year something happened, and now the heating doesn't work this year." Mitch complained from his bunk. Nobody was sleeping. Nobody could.

"I don't know, but I'm over this." Kirstie said from across Mitch. I usually watched things like this go down.

"Mitch, are you shivering?" I asked from the bunk below him. I heard him sigh.

"Yea. Its freezing. I'm literally dying over here." I giggled and climbed up to sit next to him. I pulled Mitch into my side and threw the blanket over our shoulders.

"Better?" He sighed contently and leaned his head on my shoulder.

"Better." I laughed quietly.

"Are y'all going all "The Fault in our Stars" on me now?" Kirstie said jokingly. Mitch scoffed and buried his face in my neck.

"And what if we are? We'd be cuter than whats-her-name and Augustus by a lot."

"Agreed." Kirstie turned over and fell asleep, followed shortly after by Avi and Kevin.

"Scotty, I love cuddling with you, but sleeping with you on a twin sized bed might be difficult." I moved my head from the wall and looked down at him.

"Do I have to leave now? You're warm 'nd stuff. Plus I love you, and I don't want to move." Mitch looked up and shook his head.

"Definitly not now. In this instance, I'm really glad you're lazy."

"I'm happy you're letting me be lazy. Usually you make me move." Not two minutes later, his breath evened out and his body untensed. "Dammit, how am I supposed to do this?"

I tried moving out of his grip, and almost did, until he constricted his arms around my waist. "Mitchell, you have got to be kidding me."

"Nu-uh. No leaving." He mumbled. He has to be sleeping. He's a toddler when he's sleep talking.

"I thought you wanted me to leave?"

"Nu-uh. Not anymore. No leaving." I laughed lightly and took back my place.

"We're going to be so stiff tomorrow..." I said as I moved my arm around him.

"I dun care. You're warm, and cuddly. I like it." I shook my head and sighed.

"An hour ago you were saying its difficult to sleep with me." He giggled sleepily.

"Only when you starfish, then I feel like shoving a brick up your ass, but when you sleep like this I like it."

"Mhm. Right." And then I drifted off.

-+-+-+-+-+-+-

"Scott? Why are you sleeping up here?" I heard Mitch's groggy voice say from beside me. I yawned and moved my neck, hissing in pain as I did so.

"All I know is that you wouldn't let me move, and now my neck hurts like hell." Mitch moved and looked around.

"I don't remember that, but oh well. I'm glad you stayed.

*/*/*/*/*/*/*

I don't know what to say here. Eh. I don't know where all this fluffy shit is coming from, it just sorta happened.

Well, hope you like it.

Own it, work it, slay it, and twerk it.

Later!