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Drunk in Love 🍾

Prompt: Scott and Mitch are just having a girls night... with a LOT of wine

Setting: AU same personalities

Words: 740

(a/n: I wrote this at 10pm and am posting this at 12am... wish me luck at school tomorrow)
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7am

"Good morning, sunshine. Get your ass out of bed!"

"Scott, how about you get the fuck out of my room?" Mitch mumbled from under the covers.

Scott laughed. "You can swear all you want; meeting's at 8!"

"Yeah, and my patience for you doesn't replenish until 7:30, so please let me sleep." Mitch wined, tugging the covers over his head.

8am

"Hello, I'm Rich nice to meet ya'

I got a new friend and his name' Mr. Visa"

"Yes, Queen!" Mitch yelled as Scott continued to sing along.

"Straight Outta Oz is my jam." 

"More like Gay Outta Oz." Scott smirked, and stopped at the red light.

"I'm Gay Outta Oz!" Mitch exclaimed, causing both boys to laugh.

9am

Meetings

10am

Meetings

12pm

Mitch pulled out his phone, opening Snapchat. Leaning his phone, he held down the record button and filmed Scott's replies to their manager.

"Mhmm."

"Yeah. I mean, I agree, but we could also do-"

1pm

"Lunch time, bitches." Mitch pushed his way in between Scott and Kirstie. Scott laughed.

"I know, I'm starving!" Kirstie agreed, taking a bite of a cookie.

"Where did you even get that cookie?" Mitch inquired, entertained that Kirstie somehow found food when no one else could.

"I don't know actually. I think Kevin gave it to me one day and I had it wrapped up in my purse."

2pm

You guessed it. Meetings.

5pm

"Wine night tonight? Please?"

"I was literally thinking the same thing."

"Oh my gosh, Scotty!"

"I know, our synergy is so strong."

"Oh my gosh, it's so strong!"

7pm

"Is it bad that I already feel tipsy?"

"No, because to be honest, I think I am too."

"Great! Let's cuddle." Mitch climbed into Scott's lap and reached for the remote.

"Legally Blonde?"

"Always." Scott smiled as he wrapped his arms around Mitch's waist, propping his head on Mitch's shoulder.

9pm

"Scottay!" Mitch yelled towards the kitchen. Scott had gotten up to make them another drink.

And happened to break a wine bottle in the process.

"Scotty, why?" Mitch wined, looking down and seeing strewn pieces of glass floating in the spreading alcohol.

"I just dropped it, I don't know. Here," he grabbed a broom, " I'll sweep it up, you can continue the- the movie."

"That's water Scottney! You can't sweep it, stupid." Mitch laughed, and Scott pouted.

"How can I get this mess out of the way so we can snuggle?" He said, clumsily dropping the broom as he approached Mitch. Mitch smiled as Scott pulled him closer, but placed his hands on the older man's chest.

"When you clean this mess up, daddy. Then we can cuddle."

10pm

"I'm kinda horny."

"Me as hell."

11pm

"Scott!" Mitch giggled as he leaned away from Scott's attacks on his neck. Scott grabbed Mitch's hips to pull him back in his lap, kissing and biting and sucking every bit of exposed skin on the younger boy's neck.

"Oh my gosh, you're so crazy." He laughed and covered his face in embarrassment, cheeks bright red.

"Mhmm." Scott hummed into Mitch's collarbone. Mitch gave in and leaned into Scott, tilting his neck to give him more access, which Scott proudly accepted.

"My queen," Scott mumbled. "So," Kiss. "Damn," Kiss. "Beautiful." Scott bit the skin below Mitch's earlobe, causing Mitch to shakily sigh in pleasure.

"Don't stop." Mitch gravely commanded, already having to adjust his sitting position from just the feeling of Scott's hands all over him. Leaning back on Scott's firm chest, Mitch let out a lasting moan as Scott marked his collarbone with a small hickey.

"God, Scott, don't stop."

12pm

An hour had gone by, and the two boys were beyond wasted.

They didn't mean to let it happen.

Mitch just seemed to look a little more irresistible when laying underneath Scott.

They didn't mean for it to happen.

Scott's lips just seemed to look more inviting than before.

And, they let it happen.

No, it wasn't sex. They didn't go all the way. They're best friends.

But best friends don't kiss, don't touch, don't pleasure each other like they did that night.

Best friends don't let wandering eyes, hands, or fantasies have their way.

Best friends don't wake up next to each other and smile, knowing that it could certainly happen again.

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7am

"Rise and shine, sweetheart!"