Scömìche One-Shots

Under the Mistletoe

A/N- now... if only this was me and him <3

Third Person POV
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As Mitch and Scott entered Kevin's home, they noticed many mistletoe scattered around the ceiling of the house. They both knew they had an adventure ahead of them.

You see, Scott always considered Mitch as just a friend. A very, very good friend. Sometimes a friend with benefits. Mitch really liked Scott. Now, he hated sounding like a fifth grader, but Mitch like-likes Scott. In other words, he's in love.

"Guys, glad you could make it!" Kevin shouted over the loud Christmas music.

"It's no problem at all. We were both so excited and thought about it all week!" Mitch exclaimed.

Scott started to walk towards Kirstie, Mitch following behind. Mitch noticed a mistletoe above Scott, so he stopped for a moment to let Scott pass, but he didn't. He just stopped right under it.

Scott was talking to his middle school friends and motioned for Mitch to come over, not noticing the small plant above him. Mitch hesitantly started to walk to him and stopped next to him, hoping that nobody would see them under the plant.

"Oh, look, Mitch and Scott are under the mistletoe!" Kirstie yelled across the room with a devilish smirk. Mitch glared at her quickly and swiftly.

Scott turned to Mitch and pecked him, his cheeks going slightly pink. Mitch frowned; he was hoping for a little more than just a peck.

Scott looked at Mitch and asked, "Can you show me where the bathroom is? I kind of forgot."

Mitch nodded and led Scott to the upstairs bathroom, where there was yet another mistletoe hanging stealthily above them.

Mitch sighed and quickly kissed Scott, leaving him to "do his business".

As he walked down what seemed like 300 steps, Mitch finally reached Kevin.

"Hey, Kev, how many mistletoe did you put up around your house?" Mitch asked him.

Kevin thought about this for a minute before simply saying, "A lot; so, I'm sure you'll have many more encounters with them."

Mitch slowly nodded in shock, praying that he could avoid them all night long.

This was when Scott ran into Mitch, obviously not looking where he was going. Mitch hit the wall behind him and a small, green plant fell onto his head. Mitch gasped and Scott smirked, "Oops!"

Mitch rolled his eyes and spun on his heel, turning around and walking off. Scott ran after him and grabbed on his shoulder, pulling him back so he would stop walking away.

"Hey," Mitch scolded, "it only fell on my head. It wasn't over both of us. Therefore, I don't have to kiss you."

"Salty," Scott muttered under his breath.

Before Mitch could say anything else, Scott dragged him to Kevin's office room. Scott took a piece of tape that he found on Kevin's desk. Being as tall as he is, Scott stuck the mistletoe on the ceiling, right above the two.

Mitch have Scott a questioning look, but before he asked anything, Scott slammed his lips onto Mitch's.

Mitch pulled away as quickly as he could.

"What the hell was that?!" Mitch shouted.

"I like you. A little too much," Scott said.

Mitch looked down at his feet, smiling slightly.

He looked into Scott's eyes and kissed him again.

"We should save this for our bed at home, don't you think?" Scott asked.

"Who's the salty one, now?" Mitch smiled.

Merry Christmas Eve