Scömíche One Shots- smut and fluff

Being Bestfriends (Part 1)

Mitch Grassi and Scott Hoying had been best friends since they were ten and starred in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory theatre production. They had gone through high school, the sing off, and now this amazing journey of Pentatonix, together. 
Now, living together in LA, they spent their days with the other three members of Pentatonix in the recording studio, doing interviews or just chilling and shopping.  They also had their own YouTube channel called Superfruit.
They were in their apartment one day waiting for Avi, Kevin, Kirstie and Esther to come over for dinner. They were preparing grilled chicken and salad, it was more Scott though, cause Mitch hated cooking. When their friends arrived they all sat in the living room around the coffee table, on the floor. Mitch had been sitting on the floor for meals ever since Japan, because he said it made him feel more "clear". Whatever that means.
"Babe, can you grab us some more water?" Scott asked his best friend.
Mitch came back holding a case of bottled water along with a bottle of wine, for himself. He came and sat down next to Scott on the couch putting his legs in Scott's lap.
The group ate pizza and gossiped and chatted for a while. When there was a few minutes of silence, Kevin started a beat, Avi joined in with the bass. And the baritone, alto and soprano started free styling with the melody. This produced many laughs. Avi suggested that they practice some of their pieces they were working on for the upcoming album. About half way through, Mitch said, "My feet hurt, babe, can you massage them?" Scott complied. At about 9:30 the guests decided to leave, saying they needed to get a good night's sleep to save their voices.
Mitch and Scott cleaned up then did fifteen minutes of a Superfruit episode edit before they decided to go to bed as well.
In the middle of the night, Scott heard a small scream. He could tell it was Mitch and he got up to go check on him. "Hey Mitchie, you ok?"
"Yeah, just a little nightmare"
"Do you want me to stay with you?"
"Only if you want to"
Scott walked over and climbed under the blankets next to best friend.
In the morning Scott woke up to his best friend cuddled up in his arms, snoring. He untangled himself and went to go take a shower. When he got out he walked into the kitchen where Mitch had their two Starbucks coffees and was cooking eggs. Mitch looked up, "hey sexy," he said. Scott walked over, shirtless and still in his towel with his hair still damp, to help Mitch who he knew would have problems cooking even the simplest of meals.
"What are we up to today?" Asked Mitch.
"I dunno, I thought we'd just chill here for a while, maybe watch a movie, or go shopping, I know Mario said he wanted to go to a new karaoke club tonight," replied Scott.
"Ooooh fun, I love karaoke!"
"I know you do Hun, and your so good at it," said Scott hugging Mitch from behind.
Later that night, Scott, Mitch, Mario and a few others were at this new western-like karaoke bar. They were all just drinking, talking and singing and having a good time. When Mitch was standing up and singing the lyrics on the screen, Scott leaned over and whispered to Mario, "isn't he just the most talented ever?"
It may have seemed weird to anyone outside of their friends how close Mitch and Scott were, especially for just being friends, but it's how it had always been.
When Mitch and Scott got home they were so tired they just wanted to collapse on the couch. But Mitch knew he should take a shower, he was really sweaty from dancing. Mitch had left his phone in Scott's room. So he walked in, in just his towel, only to see Scott already asleep, still in his clothes, on top of the covers. Mitch walked over and pulled Scott's jeans and shirt off, and pulled the covers out from under him. Scott stirred slightly, but stayed asleep. Mitch pulled the covers over him, and decided he was too tired to walk back over to his room,
So he took off his towel, slipped on some of Scott's underwear and his giant shirt and climbed in next to his best friend. Scott rolled over in his sleep, and curled his arm around Mitch's midsection.
Scott woke the next morning to the sound of the front door opening. He heard familiar footsteps of his boyfriend, Alex. He took a minute to register that Mitch was currently the little spoon to his big spoon. He thought for a moment and decided he didn't really want to explain this to Alex, so he gently pulled himself away from Mitch, stood up, pulled the covers back over Mitch so he'd stay warm, and went to go say hi to Alex.
Scott and Alex were talked at the counter and drinking coffee, Scott still in his boxers.  Mitch walked in, wearing Scott's shirt and underwear, and rubbing his still sleepy eyes. He stopped when he saw Alex.
"Hey Mitch! Are those Scott's clothes?"
"Uh. . . Kinda?" Said Mitch.
"Wait, did you just come from Scott's bedroom?!" Alex asked.
Mitch looked to Scott for an answer.
"We just got home really late and wanted to crash right away."
"And he couldn't do that in his own bed?" Alex was becoming annoyed... and jealous.
"Nothing happened, I swear," Mitch promised.
"Scott can I talk to you for a second,"
"Sure,"
"I mean privately," Alex clarified.
"Oh, sorry"
In Scott's bedroom, Alex got angry. "Scott, I know he's your best friend, but there has to be some boundaries. I'm your boyfriend. You can't just constantly show each other affection and expect me to be ok with it!" Alex was trying to keep his cool, but realizing he had all this bottled up anger towards Scott and Mitch at the same time.
"I'm really sorry, I had no idea you felt that way. But he is my best friend, since we were 10"
"You now what, Scott?! You're my best friend! I don't know why I can't be yours!" Alex was yelling now.
"You and Mitch claim to have some special bond! You claim he's this amazing guy, but you know what?! He's just a weak little girl! If you're so gay, you should want a man, and Mitch is NOT a man! But, Scott I am." Scott couldn't believe what he just heard his boyfriend say.
"GET OUT!!" He screamed.
"What?" Asked Alex, bewildered.
"You heard me, get out! I don't want to see your face! You are not who I thought you were! Mitch is the greatest human being on this earth! He is the most beautiful, amazing, talented man I know! So if you can't accept that, and except that I love him, then we're over! I said get out!"
Alex looked wide eyed at Scott, then turned and left the room and house.
A few minutes later Scott heard his door open.
Mitch walked in and saw Scott lying on his back with his arm over his eyes. "What just happened, Alex just stormed out of here. Did you guys have a fight?" Mitch asked gently.
"We broke up." Scott said flatly.
"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry. Are you ok? Do you wanna talk about it?"
"Not really," Scott said, Mitch said ok and turned to leave.
"Wait, Mitchie, will you just stay with me? I don't want to be alone." Scott said. Mitch agreed and climbed onto the bed and curled up next to his best friend. They had some light, comforting conversation, but mostly they just held each other in their arms.