A choice {scömíche fanfiction}

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Mitch's POV

"Scott! He asked me to marry him!" I screamed when I got home from my date with Alex. I closed the door, walking to Scott, who was sitting on the couch.

Scott looked at me with big eyes.
"What?" He said surprised.
"Marry him? You've barely known him for a year now?" Scott said.

I looked confused, all kinds of thoughts going trough my head.

I was happy that Alexander asked me to marry him, but yeah, it's true, they have known each other for a year now, only dating for 3 months. I just felt like he was the one. He is mine, my Alex.

"What are you thinking about, what did you say, did you say yes?!" Scott asked, sitting up even more. He was at the edge of the couch, desperate for an answer.

"I said yes, but I am not quite sure yet, you're right, you know? I have only known him for 1 year and have been dating him for 3 months now, I don't know what to do Scotty, help me please?' I said, a tear forming in my eye.

The stress was feeling like too much.

Scott's face lit up and he walked towards me. He pulled me in a big hug, whispering in my ear

"I'm happy for you, I just don't want you to make the wrong decision." He kindly smiled at me.

I smiled back at him and we sat down on the couch, his arms still wrapped around me.

"Hey Scotty?" I asked.

"Mhhh?" He responded.

"Can we watch spongebob? Just the two of us, like old times?" I asked hopefully.

"Of course!" He said excitedly and started zapping for spongebob.

*Later that night*

Scott's POV

I saw Mitch closing his eyes and opening them again, trying really hard to keep them open, which was impossible for him.

I paused the TV and lifted the almost sleeping boy, bridal style, up and brought him to his bedroom.

Just before I wanted to close the door, i heard a soft voice from the room.

"Scott, can you sleep with me tonight? I want to cuddle." Mitch asked, half sleep drunk.

"Of course, Mitchy." I replied and took some PJ's from my room and snuggled up against the small man.

He immediately snuggled up against my chest and went to sleep.
Just before I wanted to go to sleep I gave him a kiss on his forehead.

"Goodnight, my queen." I whispered.

*The next day*

I noticed that I couldn't really move when I woke up, realising a second later, that I wasn't in his own bed but in Mitch's.

I looked down and saw the small boy peacefully sleeping, still snuggled up against my chest. I was staring at Mitch when he woke up and streched out, noticing that I was in his bed and he looking confused for a second.

Then his face changed and he, probably, remembered that he asked me to sleep in his bed.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty." I smiled at him and he blushed.

I saw his cheeks turn red and giggled, making Mitch less uncomfortable, as he started to giggle as well.

Then Mitch's stomach growled, making him giggled even louder.

I stood up and went to the kitchen to make some breakfast, noticing there was a letter in the mail for Mitch, and I saw it came from Alex.

I brought it to Mitch and went straight back to the kitchen to continue making breakfast when I heard a scream and then a cry coming from the bedroom.

I immediately ran to the room and saw Mitch crying.

"What happened?" I asked with wide eyes, my catching my breath.

"He... d-dum-ped me." Mitch cried out in between his sobs.