Scömíche One Shots

Nightmares

A/N: Whale, hi there. So, about that poorly written smuttish chapter, yeah part two won't be out for a while. I'm really sorry, I just haven't been feeling smut lately. I've been feeling up fluffy things, so, hope you enjoy anyways.

Love y'all!

PS: IM REALLY FRUGGIN CHEESY IN THIS. IM SORRY.
Credit to InfiniteWishes.

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"That was amazing! Right?" I said to Scott as we made our way to the dressimg room. He kept his eyes fixed on his phone, shrugging.

  "Yeah, it was okay." A wave of confusion came over me. Okay? That's it?

"Just okay? I think it was great." He huffed, pushing the elevator button harshly.

  "Well, the whole world doesn't agree with you." My eyebrows knit together.

"Uh, yeah, I know that. You're usually enthusiastic though. I figured you would agree." I leaned back against the wall, taking out my phone. I started guessing that he was just tired, or going through one of his snappy fazes.

  "Mhm, right. Just leave me alone." My arm straighted out from its bent form, my mouth opening in offense.

"You are absolutly kidding me, right? What the hell got into you?" The door opened and he walked out, completely ignoring me, "Scott! Wait up!"

  "Shut up." He grumbled in annoyance. I stepped in front of him, blocking his path, "Move! Fucking hell."

"Scott... what's wrong? Why are you being all snappy?" He moved me out of the way and continued down the hall, "Scott! I'm serious, this is actually hurting me."

  "I don't care! Just stop being a bitch for once in your life! God...!" My bottom lip began quivering. Scott Hoying, the man I trust and love, just called me a bitch and is ignoring me.

"I don't understand. You were fine this morning, what happened?" He turned around, and before I knew it, a stinging pain was surging its way through my cheek. "S-Scott? I-I..."

  "Shut up! I swear, you never shut the fuck up!"

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I shot awake, my heavy breaths filling the air. I looked next to me, seeing the blonde giant that I loved next to me. "Scott? Scott wake up. Please."

  His head slowly lifted from his pillow as he sat up, "What's wrong? Are you okay, love?" His arm constricted around my waist.

"I- well, not really. As childish as it sound, I had a bad dream." His arm got tighter, and I rested my head on his shoulder.

  "Want to talk about it?" I sighed, nuzzling my nose into the crook of his neck.

"I uh, I suppose. Well, you and I were on tour, and going back to the hotel room after a show I guess," I took a deep breath, trying to control myself. "You... said to leave you alone, and I guess I was being annoying as always an-"

  "Wait, annoying? You are not annoying. Where did you even get that?" I sighed.

"Everyone thinks I'm annoying. Everyone." I felt a pair of lips press against mine, silencing my worries. I had experienced this feeling of love that Scott showed me many times, but each time it felt like the first.

  "Mitch, I love you. I definetly don't think you're annoying, and whoever does has no clue what they're missing. Please don't think of yourself like that. Please?" I sighed happily, letting out the breath I didn't know I was holding.

"I love you too."

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DEDICATED TO IDO_WHAT_IWANT AND AnnMarieThrush CAUSE I LOVE THEM OKAY WOW BYE