(Scott's POV)
I woke up gasping for air. Sweat caked my skin and tears ran down my cheeks. It was all a dream. I jumped out of my bed in nothing but my underwear. I didn't care though all I cared about was Mitch.
I ran to his room and cracked the door open. He was sleeping soundly facing away from me. I slipped in and got into his bed. I didn't care if I woke him up I was just so relieved that he was there and he was okay.
I snaked my hands around his waist and buried my face in the back of his neck. I felt him wake up and turn around slightly to see who it was.
"Scott?" He whispered groggily. I was shaking so bad and clutching him so tightly. He turned around in my arms and his eyes widened when he saw my tears.
"Baby what's wrong?" He asked wiping my tears with his thumbs but I couldn't calm down. I couldn't breath. I was shaking uncontrollably and my breathing was rapid.
I couldn't stop seeing the image of his lifeless body before me. I started to see stars and everything seemed so distant.
"Shh...baby...Breathe honey... Breathe..." Mitch was talking but I could barely hear him. "Baby look at me..." I could barely focus but his face started to come back into focus.
"Good good now look at my eyes... what color are they?" He asked and I took a deep breath.
"P-pretty." I could see him smile lightly. He gently rubbed circles on my cheeks with his thumb to calm me down.
"Thank you Scottie. Come here." He said pulling me too him. I buried my face in his neck and held him tightly. He rubbed my back gently drawing different patterns with his fingers.
I finally started to calm down, I stopped shaking and crying. My breathing was normal but I felt that if I let go of him he would disappear.
After what felt like forever I heard him whisper, "You're okay. You're okay." It sounded like he was talking to himself more than to me. "Scott are you still awake?" He whispered lightly.
I pulled my face out of his neck and nodded. "Do you wanna talk about it?" He asked sweetly and I cringed. He noticed and rubbed my cheek, "it's okay you don't have to."
Tears filled my eyes before I could stop them as the images came flooding back. "You weren't breathing. I did everything I could and I still couldn't save you."
He creased his eyebrows and looked at me sadly, "Scott, I'm right here. Look at me. I'm fine." I shook my head.
"It was so real Mitchie, so real. I thought that... I just- It was really scary." I said my voice wavering slightly.
He kissed my forehead and brought my face back to his neck. "It wasn't real honey. I'm right here." I started to cry again but he continued to kiss the top of my head and rub my back.
I started to calm down once again and sleep started to consume me. I was terrified of falling back asleep but my body was too exhausted.
*****(next morning)*****
I woke up disoriented. For a few seconds I forgot my nightmare and where I was. I looked down and saw Mitch cuddled up to my bare chest. He stirred and squinted his closed eyes. It was the most adorable thing I've ever seen.
He slowly opened his eyes and he tilted his head to look at me. He smiled slightly and shut his eyes snuggling further into me.
"Hmmm... I like waking up to you..." he murmured and I smiled. I liked it too. I held him closely as fear started to creep back into my mind.
He looked back up at me and his smile faded, "Hey, hey now. No more being sad. I'm right here." He said reaching up to my cheek. He rubbed it lovingly and I shook my head.
I pulled away and got out of the bed. He looked at me worried and I just walked out of the room.
That wasn't real either. He didn't love me like that. He was okay and that's all that matters.
I walked into my room and tried not to look at my bed. The sheets and blankets were a tangled mess and it reminded me of the nightmare I endured last night in it. I took a deep breath and went straight to my drawers to get a shirt.
I was pulling a tank top on when he came into my room. "Hey, how are you?" He asked cautiously like if he said the wrong thing it would send me back into a panic.
"I'm fine Mitch. It was just a nightmare." I said trying to believe my own words.
"Well obviously you aren't fine. You woke me up and had a panic attack last night." He said, "So, again, how are you?"
I looked at him and then looked down, "Mitch... That nightmare fucked me up. It was so real. You died right in front of me and I couldn't handle that. If that happens-" he cut me off.
"It won't." He tried to reassure me but I shook my head.
"You cant promise that. Look I know it wasn't real but the fact that it could be makes me sick. The thought of losing you makes me sick. You're the most important thing in my life and loosing that would..." I trailed off, "I just love you so much."
He walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my neck, "I love you too you know that right? I'm not going anywhere anytime soon okay? You're stuck with me." He giggled and I kissed his forehead.
"I love you Mitch." I said and he looked up into my eyes.
"I love you too Scott." He whispered his eyes flickering to my lips. I looked down at his as well and wanted nothing more than to close the gap but I couldn't. I couldn't do that, he didn't like me like that, he just felt bad.
"Stop doubting Scott." He said pulling me from my thoughts. He continued to look up at my lips. He didn't give me a chance to pull away or to close the gap because he just did it.
He pressed his soft lips to mine and melted into the kiss. I put on hand on his lower back and my other on his upper pulling him closer. I deepened the kiss and gripped the bottom of his shirt.
We pulled away for air and rested our foreheads together. We both were breathless. "I love you Scottie." He whispered smiling. I could feel his breath against my lips and I smiled as well.
"I love you too Mitchie, more than anything." I said before pressing my lips gently to his.
