Scomiche One-Shots

Starving Part Two

                  

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     "We're grocery shopping?"

     "Do you even trust me at all?"

     "I'm gonna go with no." Mitch rolled his eyes and nudged Scott in the general direction of the carts. "Oh, okay. I get it. You brought me here to push the cart so I'm doing all the man labor for your grocery shopping. I mean, that's cool I guess, but you owe me later."

     "If you would trust me for a total of three seconds, I swear you would benefit from it." Scott let his hip rest against the cart while Mitch paused to look at the fresh green beans. The blond liked to believe that he had a decent amount of self-control, but there was something about Mitch that made it almost impossible to keep his hands to himself. He felt the overwhelming urge to constantly keep a hand somewhere on the smaller man, and he decided to embrace his desires.

     "Any of them look good?" Mitch shifted his weight back into Scott's hand when he felt it rest against his lower back. The warmth from his palm radiated through the brunet's thin sweater and Mitch found the contact comforting.

     "I think so. I just don't want to grab any bad ones. I've had bad experiences with rotten vegetables. Do you like mushrooms?"

     "Love them."

     "You're just perfect, aren't you?" Mitch tilted his head to the side and angled it upwards, asking silently for a kiss. Scott gave him one without hesitation and found himself chuckling after the smaller man pulled away. "Why are you laughing?"

     "Nothing."

     "What?"

     "Nothing!"

      "WHAT?!" Scott pressed another solid kiss to Mitch's cheek before pulling away.

     "I just think it's cute that we've only hung out twice and we're already basically a married couple."

     "We're just practicing for the future. Relax." The brunet sent a wink towards the blond before sauntering off in the general direction of the mushrooms and Scott couldn't fight the smile off his face even if he wanted to.

      "There are much worse futures to have."

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     "Whoa. That smells amazing!" Mitch grinned as the front door shut behind Scott.

     "Did you get everything?"

     "Yeah but I only brought enough clothes for tonight and tomorrow so if this is your subtle way of asking me to move in, you probably should have warned me to pack more." Scott closed the gap between him and Mitch and let his arms slip around the little brunet's waist from behind. "What are you making?"

     "You went to the store with me while I bought it, blondie!"

      "Yeah but I want you to tell me so I can pretend like I don't know the surprise." Mitch let his head tilt to the side when Scott's chin came to rest against his shoulder and his cheek settled into his slender neck.

     "Mmmmm. I am making us steak, green beans, sautéed mushrooms, and mashed potatoes."

     "Wife material. I'm already ring shopping." The brunet squealed when Scott nipped at the side of his neck.

     "No! You're going to distract me and then all this wonderful food is going to be burnt. You're a problem. Go do something helpful like opening the wine instead of putting moves on me. You can try again after dinner." The blond smiled and swatted Mitch's ass playfully as he walked away.