Letterman (Scomiche)

Friday

ignore that i already did the first i love you thing. consider this like one of the first few times they've said i love you since the original i love you (: leave lots of comments/votes

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Mitch doesn't understand football, if he's being honest, which is kind of not good when he is dating the quarterback star of their school.

All he knows is that it's good when a team member caught Scott's pass, and it is even better when that team member doesn't get tackled to the ground and is able to run to the end of the field. Field goals, too - yeah, those are important, probably.

Despite his minimal understanding of the actual game, that never stops Mitch from dragging Kirstin to watch their boyfriends play every Friday night. He is easily Scott Hoying's number one fan.

He holds his tasteless hot chocolate close to his chest, one gloved hand clasped in Kirstin's as they stand at the fence, their boyfriends' letterman jackets loose around their petite forms.

The game is almost over, Mitch thinks. The scoreboard says there's only a couple of minutes left and he thinks they're in the last quarter. It's been a close game, their team only winning by a few points. Mitch remembers how stressed Scott had been earlier. He was nervous their school would lose their undefeated title, because this team had yet to be beaten, as well.

The play starts, the clock ticking down until there's only a handful of seconds left. They're close to the endzone, Scott's looks as if he's about to throw it, and Mitch is still left in awe at how hot he looks when he realizes Scott is running. He's running to the end of the field with the football in his hands and nobody is even really noticing him. Mitch starts to squeal, his hand leaving Kirstin's, the hot chocolate abandoned, as he cups his mouth, screaming for his boyfriend, "run, Scotty! Go baby!"

Kirstin starts shrieking, too, loudly enough to draw attention to them, and then the fans in the stands are screaming and cheering as Scott runs. He passes the line of the endzone and Mitch can't hear anything but white noise for a moment as every one in nearby area screeches because they just won and they're still undefeated.

It takes Mitch about one whole minute before he's trying to push around the fence. The team is surrounding Scott and the cheerleaders are running onto the field, and Mitch isn't technically allowed onto the field but he's got Scott Hoying's name on his back so nobody better stop him. He hops the fence because nobody will get out of his way and he runs, he runs to the blob surrounding Scott and he pushes his way through the crowd, almost screaming in frustration when he thinks he won't get to Scott.

Then he sees his big tall blond, helmet off as people clap him on the back and hug him. Mitch beams up at him from a few feet away, and Scott sees him, and it's like Mitch can't breathe, his gaze is so intense.

Scott pushes through the crowd to him, nodding as people applaud him. And then he's in front of Mitch and he just smiles sheepishly.

"You did it!" Mitch cries, jumping forward and throwing his arms around Scott's neck. "I knew you wouldn't let the team lose."

Scott smiles, his arms wrapping around Mitch's waist. "Thank you."

"I'm so proud of you, Scotty." Mitch says, leaning back to look into his boyfriend's pretty blue eyes. "I ran here to tell you that. And we both know I don't run."

Scott laughs softly, eyes crinkling as he leans forward and kisses Mitch softly. He's sweaty and tastes like salt, but Mitch doesn't care. "I love you," Scott breathes, his eyes widening as he realizes what he's said.

Mitch smiles wide, because that's new and he's been waiting for what feels like forever for this moment. "Good," he says. "Because I love you." He kisses Scott again, laughing and smiling as their lips press together because he can't remember feeling so happy.

He's pretty sure that it's the best Friday night of his life, on the field and under the lights with his star quarterback of a boyfriend, who he loves, and who loves him back.