Scomiche One-Shots

Masc

A/N: Okay y'all. I need some help plz. Wtf is with them referring to themselves as a "power couple" recently because I can't tell if they're kidding or not and I need to know. They said it live on the Streamy broadcast and also it's tagged in Mitch's most recent IG post from the Streamys. Someone help?!

This is gonna be real short probably and real sweet. Loosely based off today's Superfruit video. I make no promises okay. Read it. Love me. Vote comment request!

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     "It's already getting so long." His fingertips felt nice against my scalp and I could barely contain the small moan that slipped through my lips.

His hand stopped momentarily and my eyes opened immediately. I wasn't ready for him to stop. I managed to roll over just a little so my eyes could meet his. My mouth was already open to speak, but his lips silenced me with a firm kiss.

This was my favorite part; laying in bed with him on lazy days and spending no time on anything but each other. His lips pulled back from mine but I chased his until I could feel the familiar sparks shooting through my limbs. This never got old.

His fingers made their way back to my scalp again and I could feel all the tension releasing from my body. There was no one else I'd rather have doing this to me.

I let my face rest into the curve of his neck and I didn't hesitate to place an occasional kiss to the pale expanse of his skin. His heartbeat was so steady and I could practically feel it thumping against my lips when they were on him.

I don't know how long we laid in silence but it felt like hours before he spoke again. His voice was low and I could feel his chest vibrating against my own. I was so addicted to every single part of him and how he worked, and I was fully convinced I could lay there forever and be content.

"Halloween is coming up. You should do a masc Mitch thing. It would be cute." The smile in his voice was clear.

"But I'm so much prettier when I'm not masc." he was silent for another few seconds before grabbing my chin and guiding my face upwards to meet his eyes.

"You're beautiful always, masc or not. You know that, Mitchy. I tell you every day how beautiful you are, and I mean it every time I say it."

I don't know what God I pleased in what lifetime, but I would never take for granted how perfect Scott was for me. I don't know why we were so lucky and found each other so soon, or how we managed to get so successful with the other by our side, but I wouldn't have been able to do it without him.

He supported me in everything I decided to do and he did it without question. He knew everything I ever needed, whether that be his perfect kisses or his unwavering encouragement, and I knew I was unbelievably blessed.

I could feel the emotion starting to crash over me and I did my best not to let any tears form. It would only scare him unnecessarily.

"I love you, Scott." The lazy smile that broke over his lips was enough to persuade me to kiss him again before he could respond. I let my head fall against his chest again and I closed my eyes while I listened to him tell me that he loved me too.

His heartbeat was slightly elevated now and the faster rhythm drew another smile on my face. He was mine. His heart beat in time with my own. His body knew mine just as well as I knew his. His thoughts were always in sync with mine. Scott was mine just as much as I was his and it would never be any different than that.

It didn't take long to feel myself falling asleep in his arms to the rhythm of his heart, and in that moment, I don't think I had ever been more at peace.