Scomiche One-Shots

Sunrise

A/N: Fluff. Fluff is coming. Brace yourselves.

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     His eyes were still closed and Mitch smiled at the way his lips were just barely parted, puffing slightly with each exhale. He always looked so peaceful when he slept. It was a drastic change to the pure energy he radiated whenever he was awake.

     The thick blond eyelashes that framed his beautiful blue eyes were gently illuminated by the sunlight peeking through the drapes. Mitch loved the way his stubble burned the color of fire with the natural sunlight backlighting his features.

     Scott was gorgeous, and watching him was something that the brunet couldn't get enough of. It wasn't often that he was awake before his blond was, but he cherished every morning that he got to see his lover this way.

     The baritone shifted gently and managed to knock the blankets off his body in the process. When the warm glow of light covered the expanse of Scott's abdomen Mitch felt his breath catch in his throat.

Everyone was always telling him how beautiful he was but he didn't think he was the beautiful one. Scott was. He always had been.
Every inch of his skin was flawless, and there were no other eyes in the universe that could compare to the crystal blue orbs currently hidden behind the blond's eyelids.

"What are you looking at?" Mitch jumped lightly and glanced at Scott's face, taking note of the fact that his eyes were still closed. "I don't have to see you to know that you're staring at me."

Mitch considered answering with some sassy remark or something similar, but he decided better of it. He was feeling sentimental and emotional today and decided to embrace it instead of pushing it away like usual.

"You." The answer was vague but Mitch knew Scott like the back of his hand and was positive that he would dig for a deeper answer.

"Why?" Mitch could practically sense the moment when his favorite blue eyes finally opened and trained into him and he didn't waste a second in meeting Scott's gaze.

"Because you're beautiful." The red coloring Scott's cheeks caused Mitch's heart to thump just a little faster in his chest.

"You're the beautiful one, Mitchy." Why did everyone think that?

"Why does everyone think that? Why do you think that? You're the most beautiful creature I've ever seen, Scott."

This wasn't an uncommon argument between the pair. When it happened the first time, Scott swore that the disagreement lasted for over a week. Since then, the pair had agreed to disagree on the topic.

"And you're the most beautiful creature I've ever seen, Mitchy." Mitch watched Scott turn sideways so his face was only inches away from his own, and his brown eyes fluttered shut when warm fingers caressed his cheek.

There were no words to describe the passion and emotions running rampant between the two men. They'd always been this way. The brunet couldn't remember a time when the blond's touch didn't raise goosebumps on his skin and simultaneously eliminate all of his worries.

     Scott's hand shifted gently so the pad of his thumb was able to run across his favorite pair of lips and Mitch didn't hesitate to take the digit between his teeth after pressing a soft kiss to the skin. He liked the way Scott responded to his touch, especially when it involved his mouth.

     The baritone watched his lips close around his thumb and his mouth started to dry out. The feeling of Mitch's warm, wet tongue twirling around it was enough to make his eyes darken with lust.

     Mitch radiated pure sex when he wanted to, and it looked incredible on him. When the pair had first met back in school, Scott didn't get to see this side of him. He fell in love solely from his personality. The first time he saw this side of his lover, he had been overwhelmed and the pair ended up overdoing it. Scott had just wanted more and more that first time, and they went too long and too hard. Since that first time, they had found a way to balance things out to ensure they were both satisfied without pushing either one of them too far.

     Mitch released a soft moan when the finger in his mouth was replaced with a prodding tongue and a beautiful pair of lips. Kissing Scott was possibly his favorite thing. It was intimate, and he always tasted good, and his partner always knew exactly how to dominate the kiss to drive him wild.

"I love you." Scott grinned against Mitch lips before pulling back to look down at him.

"I love you too. Are you okay today, Mitchy?" The question was enough to cause his brown eyes to gloss over with unshed tears.

"I'm okay. I just get overwhelmed by how much I love you sometimes. It's just so strong and sometimes when I look at you, I just don't know how I got so lucky. What did I do right in this lifetime to find someone like you?"

Scott smiled again and sat up, pulling Mitch into his lap in an attempt to have him even closer. He know exactly what the younger man was talking about. He felt the same way sometimes.

"It's a lot of love we have, baby. It's our love. No one will ever have what we do. You're not the only one who got lucky. I did too."