Poison and Wine

Eighth

HONESTLY DON'T EVEN TALK TO ME RN #CANTSLEEPLOVE #ALEXONSUPERFRUIT LIKE COME ON HE WAS L I T E R A L L Y JUST CHILLING ON HIS PHONE SOMEONE SEDATE ME

I'm starting to seriously realize that Mitch is 23 and everyone is like....getting older. I'm going to need them to stop the whole growing up thing I'm only 13 and I need time to catch up

also...did you hear about/see the comments on FB for #mitchmondays? I'm disgusted and want to rant but I'll get all of it out in Mitch's character in this story. Sorry if you think I address the issue too much, but, even if it's sickening, that's reality. And I don't think any of you would do or say anything because you're all literal sweethearts, but just as a general reminder, watch what you say. Because no matter how angel-like Mitch seems, he's a human and this has gotta hurt him. You should never comment negatively on anyone's appearance. He's fine. I seriously cannot stress that enough. He's fine and he's healthy. And even if he wasn't, there are people in his life who would take care of it. If you want to continue being rude, do it in your head. Do not post it somewhere where he can see or God forbid where I can. If it's a comment directed at him and indirectly at me (does that make sense? idk) I promise I won't be nice about it. Leave him alone.

And I know that they hadn't invented days for the members yet at this point (because I'm doing this as if they're in Asia not present time) but I've gotta include it so I can avoid punching a hole in the wall. I'm sorry I'm just so furious and heartbroken. Bare with me ya girl is emotional when this happens.

***eating disorder, anxiety, and suicide mention***

"Your hands can bruise"

Mitch groaned as his alarm ripped him from a peaceful sleep. He blinked a few times as the sunlight streaming in through the windows coupled with the familiar pounding of his head began to set in. Granted, he wouldn't even consider this a hangover, he'd felt better before but also much, much worse.

He sat up and turned his alarm off before making his first steps of the day. He realized that he'd fallen asleep in Scott's bed, but the blonde himself was nowhere to be found.

He wasn't quite ready to solve the mystery and locate his best friend so he settled on walking to the bathroom, rubbing his eyes as he did so. His body slowly but surely began shaking off the effects of sleep and as he brushed his teeth, his eyes fell upon a sticky note.

Good morning beautiful! Hope today is as wonderful as you! xoxo -Scott

As Mitch finished brushing his teeth and turned on the shower he couldn't help but smile. Alex and Scott loved doing little things for each other out of the kindness of their heart, to keep the relationship fun and fresh, but Mitch was never the romantic one in his relationships, he didn't necessarily see the point. However, it didn't help the slight blush that invaded his cheeks.

The door of the hotel room opened as Mitch began to strip and he heard Scott's voice fill the silent room.

"Mitchy!"

"Bathroom!"

The door began opening slowly.

"Are you naked?"

"Why don't you come and see?"

"Okay, that means yes. Can I take away your shower time? I just finished a workout and I'm sweeaattyyy."

"Sorry beat you to it."

"We could always---"

"Shut up."

"It saves water."

Mitch just rolled his eyes as he stepped into the shower.

"Fine! Be that way!" Scott yelled in mock anger as he closed the bathroom door and walked into the room.