Sleepwalking (Sequel to Dreaming)

Twenty Three

So tell me right now/ You think you're ready for it/ I wanna know/ Why you got me going/ So let's go/ We'll take it out of here/ I think I'm ready to leap/ I'm ready to live/ I'm ready to go / (Get me out of my mind, Get me out of my mind)

~Panic! At The Disco: Get Me Out Of My Mind

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-Mitch's POV-

After two hours of lying on the couch with the love of his life, he finally decided to get up and make some lunch. As he made his way to the kitchen, he passed by the rose in the glass and images of that daymare (A nightmarish daydream) floodd back to the surface. Then as he took several deep breaths, he pushed those horrible images back into the dark corners of his mind. He thought about the first day they got here and those good and happy images replaced the dark and scary ones.

He hummed to myself as he made him and Scott lunch. His humming turned into quietly singing and then he soon got lost in their original song See Through that he was dancing around and singing at the top of his lungs. As the song ended, he heard a laughter coming from behind him and he jumped, turning on his heels.

"Scott were you recording me?" Mitch asked as he felt his face flushing a deep red shade and he put a hand on his hip, waiting for Scott's answer.

"This is totally going on Instagram." Scott laughed as his phone sounded, signaling that he posted on Instagram and twitter.

Mitch sat the butter knife down on the counter and slowly stalked towards his hysterically laughing husband.

"Scott Richard Hoying, I'm going to kill you!" Mitch lunged at Scott, but he was too slow.

Scott bolted into the living room and they were on opposite sides of the little coffee table. Mitch made a move to his right, and scott made a move to his right. In the next second they were chasing each other around the table, until Scott's foot got caught on the leg of the table, causing him to topple over and land on his side. Mitch took the opportunity to pin him to the ground and he took the phone out of Scott's hand, throwing it onto the couch.

"I'm not going to lie, I was a little worried that you were going to kill me. But now I am liking this side of you." Mitch heard scott say as he looked down at his husband and saw him wiggle his eyes brow, and a seductive smirk played across his face.

Mitch felt Scott hands roam the sides of his body, and then all of a sudden he felt him start to tickle him.

"S-S-Scott, s-s-stop." Mitch said as he fell off of scott and now the tables have turned. Mitch was under the tall blonde, laughing hysterically and he felt tears running down his face.

"Never." Scott laughed along with him and Mitch felt his stomach start to hurt, and his breath was hard to catch.

"I- I.... can't... breathe." Mitch said as another wave of laughter escaped from his mouth. He wiggled underneath the baritone, but it was no use he was pinned to the ground.

"Say Mercy!" He felt Scott tickle his sides harder.

"N-Never." Mitch squirmed.

After a few more seconds, mitch finally caved and scott got off of him. They sat there as they caught their breath and then Mitch heard scott's stomach growl and he felt his own rumble. That when he remembered that their lunch was sitting on the counter.

"Scott." Mitch said as he let out a breath.

"Yeah." Scott said as he was still trying to catch his breath.

"Our lunch is on the counter." Mitch motioned to the kitchen.

"Okay, lets go eat because I'm starving." Scott got up and helped him up off of the floor.