a few times Scott kissed Mitch when Mitch needed it the most.
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Mitch: Scott, can you come here for a second?
Scott was confused to say the least, why didn't Mitch just yell across the room for Scott? He was only in his bunk in the tour bus. And Scott was in the "living room."
"I'll be right in." Scott said.
Mitch: thanks babe
Scott grabbed the blanket he was using and walked in the bedroom. Mitch had woken up not too long ago, and he was still wrapped in blankets, and his hair was all over the place.
"Hey, beautiful." Scott said. "You're cute when you're groggy."
Mitch spoke. "Can you grab me some coffee?" The words came out too raspy to be healthy and almost unaudible. Scott's heart broke hearing it.
"Woah, are you sick?"
Mitch opened his mouth to speak but Scott covered Mitch's mouth with his hand.
"No, don't say it verbally."
Mitch grabbed his phone and tapped away at it.
Mitch: Not sick, just no voice.
Scott read the message. "Poor thing. Don't talk today, okay?"
Mitch: but the concert?
"I'll talk to Esther." Scott nodded, grabbing his phone.
"Coffee," Mitch said, cursing after he realized he talked.
"You won't get coffee if you keep talking, babe." Scott kissed his cheek. "I'll get you some. I love you."
Mitch: I love you too.
Mitch didn't talk for the rest of that day, and when the concert rolled around, he sang and hit every note perfectly.
Scott was so proud of him, and he actually thought his voice was back.
It wasn't until after they were done singing, and Mitch told everyone goodnight, when his voice started to get raspy again.
By the time they got back to the tour bus, Mitch was crying.
"Baby, you did great tonight." Scott said.
Mitch nodded, still crying.
"It hurts," he mouthed.
"Well, you have two days to fully rest your voice until the next concert, okay?"
Mitch nodded.
"Hey, you'll be okay." Scott said, before leaning in to kiss Mitch.
Mitch felt as if this was the thing he needed all day. The kiss was soft and sweet, just like Scott. When Scott pulled away, Mitch was smiling.
"That's what I like to see."
Mitch hugged his boyfriend, thankful for him.
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Mitch was sitting in his apartment alone, on his phone.
Scott: see you at 7:15 your time!!
Mitch: can't wait. love you
Scott: love you too. i have to turn my phone off, now.
Mitch stopped texting and turned on Netflix. He decided on watching the office, because he hadn't caught up on it in a while.
After ten episodes, it was time for him to drive to the airport.
He got in his car and went there, about a 45 minute drive. Once he was there, he headed to Scott's gate.
He got there about ten minutes before Scott's plane landed. Once it did, Mitch saw a bunch of people come off, and once he saw that familiar blonde, his face broke into a grin.
"Hey, babe!" Scott ran over to Mitch and hugged him tight. "It's been too long."
"Damn right it has. Five days is so short any other time, though."
"I know, now let's get home."
Mitch drove the both of them home, and the second they stepped through the doorway, Scott threw his bag on the couch, and closed the door, proceeding to kiss Mitch, full of desire and passion.
Mitch kissed back with just as much passion; he really needed this, he really wanted this.
And before he knew it, both of their shirts were off...along with the rest of their clothes.
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And then, my personal favorite.
"Scott Richard Hoying! Stop tickling me this instant!" Mitch said between giggles, trying to be serious. "Scott, stoooop!"
The audience at their concert was going crazy. They loved a good tease from the boys. Even if they weren't really a couple-or so they thought.
For some reason, Scott was feeling extra sappy today, so he stopped tickling Mitch, and leaned in and kissed him instead.
It was a short kiss, but not a peck.
Once they pulled apart, Mitch spoke.
"Mm, you taste like coffee."
The audience laughed, screaming as well.
"Have a good night everybody!" Mitch said, as they all left the stage.
