Scomiche Oneshots

Livestream (R)

Mitch sat with his arm around Scott's waist and his head leaned on his shoulder as the blonde exited out of YouTube and shut off his laptop with a content sigh. They had just finished their one million subscribers livestream after a whole hour and a half. You could tell they were both drunk because they got really sentimental close to end, especially Scott when he talked about how much he valued their close relationship.

"Scott?" Mitch asked.

"Hmm?" Scott glanced at Mitch.

The brunette suddenly looked shy. "Did you mean what you said about me? When you said you valued our friendship more than a lot of things?"

Scott smiled and pulled Mitch into an embrace. "Mitch, you mean the world to me and I love you so much, I hope you know that. Literally I would give up listening to Beyoncé forever if it mean that I could be with you forever."

Mitch chuckled, wiping a tear that formed in his eye.

"We're not just friends though, are we?" Mitch asked, purposely looking at Scott with big innocent eyes.

Scott leaned over to peck him briefly. "Two good friends," he said with a smile.

Mitch smiled blithely up at the blonde before capturing his lips in a kiss. What started out as just an innocent kiss quickly turned passionate. After a few seconds he released Scott, but rested his forehead on the blonde's so when he spoke, Mitch would brush his lips against his boyfriend's.

"Two best friends," Mitch replied smugly. [A/N: Name that reference!]

Mitch maneuvered himself so that he could sit comfortably on Scott's lap with his legs on either side of him. They continued the kiss again. At this point their cocks were already dangerously close to each other.

Scott smirked into the kiss and brought his left hand up behind the brunette's neck. He let his tongue lick Mitch's bottom lip, begging for an entrance. Mitch gladly obliged.

Mitch felt very content right now with where he was in life. He didn't know how lucky he had to be to end up in Scott's arms whenever he wanted to. No matter where Mitch went, he would always feel like he was at home so long as Scott was with him. With the blonde he felt safe, cared for, and, most importantly, loved.

Mitch sighed into the kiss as he slid his fingers down from his boyfriend's shoulders down to his chest. He absentmindedly pulled the neckline of Scott's tank top down, exposing his nipples. Mitch suddenly didn't like Scott's clothes anymore and he wanted them off.

He broke the kiss making Scott stick out his bottom lip like the child he was on the inside. Mitch quietly giggled. He reaches down for the hem of Scott's shirt and quickly tore it over his head. Scott tried to do the same for Mitch but it wasn't as easy. The top brunette's head was stuck in the neck of the shirt so Scott had to forcefully pull it off.

When Mitch finally came out, his hair was a mess pointing in every single direction.

"You're messing my hair!" Mitch whined, making an attempt to fix it.

Scott couldn't help but laugh out loud to Mitch's dismay.

Mitch shut him up instantly by fiercely bringing his lips back to Scott's. Scott's heart began to race inside his chest; he felt like it might burst. He let his hands travel down Mitch's sides and to his ass. He groped his cheeks and pulled Mitch against him causing their erections to rub together through their pants. Mitch moaned and shuddered in the kiss.

Scott pulled back slightly, Mitch's plump bottom lip was still in between his teeth. He went to attack Mitch's neck next, licking and biting to create new dark spots. He hoped everyone would take the hint that Mitch only belonged to him after this. Mitch felt almost overcome with pleasure and his eyelids fluttered shut. He leaned his head back, giving Scott more access.