The Alpha And The Omega 3

Chapter 35

Scott sat down on the bed, next to where Mitch was laying down, and handed him the apple that he'd taken a bite out of.

Mitch just stared at it. "Why am I holding this?"

"I want you to eat a little and see if it makes you feel better. I think you just need some more food in your system."

Mitch shrugged and took a bite of it, sitting up to copy Scott.

"Xander and Kit are worried about you."

"Poor guys. They probably think I'm dying because of how you're treating me."

"I'd treat you like this every single day if you'd let me, regardless of your health."

Mitch stopped chewing for a second, staring at him to see if he was joking. "Why on Earth would you want to do that?"

"I'd do anything for you, honey. How many times am I going to have to say that before you'll see it?"

Mitch frowned, and stood up to throw the apple away, quickly washing his hands, before walking back into the room, seeing Scott laid on his back with his arm out as an invitation.

Mitch skipped over with a grin, and jumped onto the bed to lay beside his tall Alpha. "Cuddle now?"

Scott answered by turning onto his side, and throwing his other arm over Mitch's waist.

Mitch giggled and smiled up at him, bringing one hand up to rest on Scott's face, running his thumb along Scott's cheekbone. "Thank you for worrying over me. Thank you for taking care of me."

"Anything for you, my Queen." Scott joked, smiling at him kindly.

Mitch giggled again, and then ran his fingers along Scott's face gently, tracing his features.

Scott watched him with a fond smile, seeing Mitch's face as he stared at Scott in awe.

But as always, Scott's confidence crumbled under Mitch's gaze, and he looked away, shaking Mitch's hand from his face.

Mitch pouted. "Hey."

"What's wrong, babe?"

"Come back here."

Scott frowned and looked over to him once again. "Baby, why don't you face the wall, and I'll spoon you? Sound good?"

"But then I can't see your face."

Exactly. "I know. I'm sorry."

Mitch didn't move, in response to Scott's suggestion.

Scott sighed and scooted forward, pressing a kiss to Mitch's forehead for a moment longer than he should've, before setting his chin on Mitch's head.

Mitch kissed Scott's chest in response, although he was still wearing a shirt. "Alpha?"

"Yes, darling?"

"You seem... Upset."

"Well. I don't want you to get sick, my love. And also... Avi's acting weird. Like, ever since I was given my title."

"Weird? Weird how?"

"Like, just a few minutes ago, he called my name, and then just stared at me for like two minutes."

Mitch moved back a little, to meet Scott's eyes with a look of confusion. "That's... Really weird."

"I know. But I don't want to ask him, because I think he'll yell at me."

"Maybe he just feels bad about what happened when he was all drunk and stuff."

Scott hummed in thought. "Maybe..."