SCOTTS POV
Mitch had got up and was about to leave, he started to walk out but I stopped him by grabbing his arm and turning him around.
"Mitch, honey tell me what's wrong?" I asked, playing with his hair
"Babe, I've told you I'm fine," he lied
"Come on I saw the way your face changed when I mentioned the whole pretty-ugly thing."
"look, I know you mean well and your only looking out for me and truly I'm grateful, but just leave it," He stormed in to his room and slammed the door shut in my face. I called out to him but he ignored me.
MITCHS POV
I did feel bad for the way I had treated Scott, but he really needs to mind his own business. Sure I had been feeling a bit down and sad recently, but it was nothing serious, right?
I had decided to talk to Scott and tell him how I really felt. He would understand.
SCOTTS POV
I was certain that when I called Mitch to tell him dinner was ready that he would stay in his room, in a sulk. I tried anyway.
"Mitch, babe dinners ready!" I called affectionately. Nothing. A minute or so later I heard shuffling in his room and then the door opened. soon enough Mitch was stood in the kitchen with a guilty look on his good looking face.
"Oh, babe I'm sorry I should have kept my nose out," I said hugging him
"No you're right, I should have told you before, but I couldn't put it into words," he struggled "I think I'm depressed" he blurted out after thinking for a minute.
"Honey, its ok we can get you some help."
"Thank you so much, babe I knew you would understand!"
MITCHS POV
Me and Scott talked while eating Scott's famous spaghetti, and we came to the conclusion that I would go to counselling. And he would come with me.
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Can't hold us
أدب الهواةI honestly think Scott and Mitch are adorable. And I know that scomiche isn't real but, hey a girl can dream
