Nightmares

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  Mitch woke up abruptly, grasping onto the sheets of the blanket. He was trying to catch his breath. "What the hell?" He whispered to himself as he ran his fingers through his hair. It felt so real.

  He didn't even realize that he was up and out of bed walking out of his room. He hesitated, wondering if he should wake Scott up, or just not go back to sleep at all. But he didn't turn back since he had already knocked on the door quietly, without even realizing it.

  Moments later, Scott opened the door, squinting at Mitch to block the light. "Yes Mitchy?"

  Mitch fiddled with his hands and looked down. "I had a bad dream..." He was expecting a hug or an 'Oh Mitchy. It's okay, it's only a dream.' But no. Scott just laughed at his best friend. "How old are you? Five?"

  "No. I'm twenty-three years old. Same age as you. Let me in you ass." Mitch shuffled his way into Scott's room walking over and sitting on his bed. "Okay sassy pants. Why did you decide to wake me up?"

"Because I couldn't go back to sleep. I had to have something to bore me to sleep so I came in here," Mitch said. "Hey! I'm not boring!" Said Scott with an offended look on his face but couldn't hold in his laughter.

"I'm kidding. I'm kidding." Mitch laid down by Scott's side, snaking an arm around his waist. "You smell good," Mitch mumbled against his chest. "I know." "Wait almost too good- Goddamnit, Hoying you used my cologne!" Scott was grinning and nodding his head making Mitch pout.

  Scott pressed his plump lips against Mitch's soft forehead, bringing the brunette close to him. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to. It's when you are not here, I don't have my partner in crime to cuddle and have fun with so I miss you. So I thought if I had your scent I wouldn't feel sad anymore," Scott said, speaking in Mitch's hair. "Really? You miss me that much?"
Scott nodded. " Absolutely. I can never get enough Mitchy in my life."

Mitch grabbed Scott face, cupping his cheeks and nuzzled his nose against Scotts kissing it after. They both laid there in silence, cuddled up against one another. Maybe it wasn't so bad that he had that bad dream after all.

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Hope you enjoyed this even though it was quite short and I just randomly decided to write something... Idk but Byeeeeeeee


I Love you to death.

Sydney<3

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