Scomiche One-Shots

Smiles

A/N: Okay everyone. This is mainly for blue_rose53 and Ehcimocs ! They informed me that I make a lot of people cry with my fluffy writing, so this is very, very different than what I'm used to writing.

I've honestly never written anything like this, and I'm not sure I'll do this part any justice, but it's a challenge and I figured I would try! I apologize if it's literal garbage!

So this accidentally turned into smut? Whoops I'm so sorry.

SMUT RATED R I'M SO SORRY

***** I want to play a game! If you can guess which line is solely in the book because it's something I say often, you'll win a prize (; ******

Tell me what you think!

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     "If you don't stop right - SC-Scott! SCOTT HOYING! NO!" The laughter cut off my air supply then. His fingers jabbing into my sides mercilessly and ticking my flesh was going to drive me crazy.

"Don't fight it Mitch. I know you like when I touch you." His words were smooth and steady but quickly followed by his signature roaring laugh.

The blatant assault lasted a few more minutes before I managed to shove him off of me and run to the other side of the couch. There was only a single piece of furniture between us but I trusted it to be enough protection for now.

"Yeah, I like when you touch other parts of me. NOT when you tickle me." I held his eyes for a few seconds before folding my arms over my chest. "I'm mad at you."

He thought about saying something but his words were cut off with another laugh. I could tell that he knew I wasn't actually mad at him, but I didn't stop pouting and sending him death glares.

He took a step to his left, so he was by the side of the couch and I easily mirrored his footsteps, making sure to keep the full length of the couch between us. He wasn't going to catch me again that easily.

The smirk blossoming on his face made my stomach do flips and I internally cursed myself.  Don't revel in how hot he is. You're mad at him.

"Awh, are you gonna make me chase you, baby?" A stupid shit eating grin nearly split his face. I loved it. "Come on. I won't tickle you again. I just wanna touch all those other places you like so much."

I wasn't buying it. I knew that as soon as he was close enough, I was going to be pinned under him again, crying from laughter. I mean... I wouldn't mind being pinned under him in a different way, though.

He took another step and I followed suit, and then the game was on. His strides became more and more consistent, and suddenly we were running in circles around the living room.

It was easy to tell when he was planning to change the pattern of our movements. His eyes glanced slightly to the back of the couch, planning to hurdle over it, but I managed to get one step ahead of him.

When I rounded the corner of the couch I took off down the hall towards the stairs instead of circling back into the living room again. His footsteps faltered for half a second before I could hear then coming down the hall towards me.

I was already at the top of the stairs before he got to the bottom of them, and I used that to my advantage. My feet nearly slid against the wood floor when I barreled into our room and I took no time in throwing myself into the closet to hide. I left the door cracked like it was so I didn't give away my spot, and I squeezed into a corner to stay out of the line of sight.