Moving on ~ Sequel of Travis (a scömìche fanfic)

Chapter 16

"Mitchie..."

Scott gently shook Mitch's shoulder.

"Wake up.."

Gaining consciousness, Mitch was broke out of his dream.

Mitch heard Scott's sweet voice and slowly opened his eyes.

He looked down to his body, which was sprawled all over the bed.

The sheets ended up on the floor, exposing Mitch's body.

Mitch quickly collected himself and sat up slowly.

Thankfully, we was sleeping in his clothes from earlier.

"Hey, Mitchie."

Mitch looked at Scott's toothy grin, warming his heart.

"Hi, babe."

Scott blushed and hugged his boyfriend.

Mitch hugged back holding him tight. "Where are we going?"

Scott backed away to talk directly to him.

"It's time to head off to China! I know, it's only 10:00 pm but as soon as we get on the coach, you can go right back to sleep."

Mitch nodded and pecked Scott's cheek before getting up to pack his stuff.

Until he saw everything packed and sitting in the corner of the room.

"I already packed your stuff."

Mitch looked to Scott and smiled. "Thank you baby."

"I hope he didn't find my blade."

"No problem, I didn't want to wake you up just to pack. You seemed like you needed rest to recharge your batteries from... falling at the memorial." Scott became a little shy, thinking about the earlier event.

Mitch's smile dropped a little. "Yeah, I was pretty tired."

Scott nodded as Mitch got up to get his slippers on, considering they were only going to the coach.

He grabbed his suitcase and carry on as the two men exited their shared room.

Scott clenched onto Mitch's hand, not wanting him to leave his side.

Mitch gladly held his hand back as they walked down the dimly lit hallway.

"Wait, where is my blade?"

The small man checked his pockets, but found nothing.

Scott saw him from the corner of his eye. "Did you forget something?"

Mitch quickly dropped his arms. "Uh, no. I have everything."

A ball of pain grew in his stomach as they went into the elevator.

The doors opened and they both entered.

Scott pushed the appropriate floor button and the doors closed again.

As they started going down, Scott's phone rang.

Scott took his phone from his back pocket as it kept ringing.

Mitch watched as the blonde rolled his eyes and answered.

"Stop calling me."

Scott hung up, tucked his phone away, and looked to his staring boyfriend.

"Who was that Scotty?" Mitch asked, acting innocent.

"Alex."

"No one, hun. It was no one."