Scomiche One-Shots

Mad

A/N: short. Fluff? Idk what this is.

"I can't believe you did that!" Mitch scrubbed his hands over his face and then began pacing in front of the couch Scott was sitting on.

"Can't believe I did what?" Scott smirked at the glare thrown in his direction.

"You know what I'm talking about! We weren't going to say anything. Fuck, Scott!"

"I still don't know what you're talking about!" He was lying, obviously. He knew exactly what he'd done and why Mitch was mad, but he liked to get his brunet worked up.

"You fucking told our families we were officially together! We had agreed not to fucking do that at a family dinner because we didn't want to make the night about us! But your fucking mouth just let it slip out there and everyone fucking wanted to talk about it!" Mitch knew he was being dramatic. He knew he was talking with his hands too much, and he knew he was going to wear a hole in the hotel room floor if he didn't slow his roll.

"They were happy for us!"

"Of course they were happy for us! They're convinced we've been dating for years! God I just wanted a nice family dinner with our parents without making the night solely about our relationship but look how fucking well that- SCOTT!"

The blond couldn't keep his hands to himself anymore. Scott wrapped his arms around Mitch when he got close enough in the circuit he was pacing and tugged him down into his lap. Strong arms held the brunet in place despite his struggling.

"No! I'm mad at you! Get off me!" Scott rolled his eyes playfully and angled his head down to press a soft series of kisses to Mitch's neck and shoulder. The brunet seemed to stop struggling almost immediately and Scott knew he was winning.

"You're so cute when you're mad. You get all worked up and animated." Another round of kisses worked their way up the back of Mitch's neck and then he found himself being flipped around so he was facing his blond counterpart with a knee on either side of his lap. "You get this little pout on your lips and I just wanna kiss it away."

"No kisses. You're in trouble!" Scott laughed and placed a peck to the curve of the smaller man's jaw.

"Just one? You can be mad again right after. Promise." Mitch thought about it and ultimately shook his head.

"No. I know your tricks. You say it'll be one kiss and they you'll do that thing where you kiss me until I don't know what century it is and then I'll forget to be mad again later."

"Fine. Just give me a kiss on the cheek then and I'll let you go back to pacing. Deal?"

The brunet rolled his eyes but nodded. The sooner he got this over with, the sooner he could yell some more. He waited until Scott turned his head and then let out a sigh before closing his eyes and leaning forward.

Scott waited until Mitch was close enough before turning his face back and catching his boyfriend's lips with his own. He wasted no time in pushing the kiss deeper, considering it wasn't going to last long, and when Mitch forced him away he couldn't contain his laugh.

"Scott! I am SO-"

"Yeah yeah, you're mad at me I GOT it now can you just kiss me again? I heard somewhere that there's a much better way to release anger than yelling. Or well.... you'll still be yelling but in a much better way." The bluntness of the comment caused a small laugh to slip through Mitch's lips and the brunet could resist leaning in for another kiss.

"This doesn't mean I'm not m-"

"I know but you won't be mad at me in approximately ten minutes. Now get down here!"