PTX Shots

Day 13: No Power [Scömìche]

Scott Hoying rushed to his car, threw his bag to the backseat.

"Where are you going, Scott?", Alex frowned as the tall man ran across him. "Don't you have to stay the night at office?"

"I cancelled it. I'm the CEO, after all", Scott shoot him a smirk then he started his car, headed into the city, and then, the darkness.

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"You are here for Mitchell?", a woman looked at him, asked, "Scott Richard Hoying, right? Grassi is in Room Golden, please go to the end of that hall."

Scott nodded quickly, his feet led him to the familiar room. Lightly knocked on the door twice, he opened it.

The room was darker than the outside, just lit up with some gold dim lights. Moon was hanging on the sky which could see through the room's big window. A small figure stood before that window, moonlight covered all over him as if it was a big cloak on his body. Snow was falling harder than ever, fresh and pure, but also rough and cruel. Just like the boy. Long black hair fell on the boy's back, and he slowly turned to see Scott. His brown eyes lit up in the dark.

"I think I have already told you not to come again, Hoying", in a high but soft voice, the boy said.

Scott closed the door behind his back, still didn't dare to come closer, "I can't help myself, Mitch."

A small laughed came from Mitch, and the smaller man walked to the couch, gestured Scott to sit down. Poured out two glasses of Whisky, Mitch handed Scott one.

"So... Let's go straight to our things. Why are you here, Hoying?", Mitch took a little sip of his spirits, didn't look at the blonde. "For my body, or for a talk? Different prices, Kirstie didn't tell me your request so I guess I have to ask you myself."

"Nein of them. I'm here for you.", Scott blinked a few times.

The brunette raised an eyebrow, put his glass down, "If you're here for that... loving thing you once said, then my answer is no."

"I love you, and you know it! W--why can't you just accept me, Mitch? I love you more than anything...", the blonde stuttered in his words, his eyes spiced.

Mitch closed his eyes, then opened it again. "Remind me, who are you, and who I am?"

"Scotty, the one love you. You are Mitchy, the one I love."

"No," he shook his head, "You are Scott Richard Hoying, CEO of Hoyingdale. And I'm Mitch Grassi, a fuckdoll. You are planning in destroy your repute, Herr? If I were you, I wouldn't take that risk."

"But you're not me.", Scott laughed drily, bowed his head, "I love you enough to give up all my reputation."

Mitch stood up, walked to the window again, "Love is just a fantasy, Hoying. You came to me for my body, for your desire, money for body, sex for living. Now you're saying you love me. Sorry, I'm not up to it. I don't love you, and I never will."

Scott could hear his heart broke into pieces. Mitch cruelly as he always does, and it hurts Scott everytime.

From the first time he came here for a good one night stand, Mitch was cold and heartless, unlike the others, who just ran to Scott's direction for his money. But the small boy gave Scott the best sex he had ever had. And Scott just couldn't delete the vision out of his mind.

"Who are you, really, Scotty?"

Scott pushed himself up on his elbows, smiled at the brunette sat on the armchair with a bathrobe carelessly tied around his small body, "Why are you asking that, babe?"

"You have the manner of a business man. A sucessful one."

Stretched and put his trousers back on, Scott shrugged, "Good thought, little. I'm a CEO."

"Cool", Mitch calmly replied.

"That's it?", the older man chuckled, "No 'OMG' or 'Are you kidding me?' huh?"

Mitch laughed softly, gently kissed Scott on his lips, "I used to have sex with a lot of bigger, more powerful man, Scotty. Even a president."

"OMG you did?", Scott eyes widen, unbelievable stared at the younger man.

"Yes. But let's say you are one of the best," pecked on Scott's cheek one more time, Mitch then pushed him outside the Golden Room, "Please pay at the reception. Thank you for coming."

And the door slammed behind him. That was it, the relationship between them. After the door closed, they were nothing but strangers.

Stood before Mitch Grassi, Scott Hoying was nothing but a man who was crazy in love, no power.

"It's getting late," Mitch, again, softly said. He leant to the window, snow still falling harder and harder outside. The heater was working, the Golden Room was warm. But Scott's heart was just as cold as the winter. Memories made in the coldest winter.

"You are telling me to leave" Scott grabbed his coat, "I'm leaving."

Mitch turned his sight outside, silently nodded.

"Goodbye, Mitch."

"Goodbye, Scott."

Scott just smiled. Mitch amazed him, how monotonously he replied, like there was no feeling at all. Scott slightly took aback at how easily it came out of the boy's mouth, at how easy he could just say it and didn't feel a damn thing. Scott could hear the sounds of his heart falling apart, the anvil inside of him plummeted down to the depths of his stomach. He wanted to be sick. He wanted to get back home, to curl up under his comforter and cry until tomorrow comes.

Scott turned his heels and left.

Left the Golden Room.

Left his love behind.

Stood in front of Mitch, Scott had no power.

But little did Scott know, Mitch lost his power on the blonde at the first sight.

And they were losing each others.

All because the were a bunch of cowards.

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A/N: Okay I know I said I would try not to write sad stories but I just couldn't help myseft on today's prompt... At first I thought it as lack of electricity but then, nah, what kind of country turned off the elec on winter? So I changed to Kevin the halzues feeling lost his power for a human girl, but as Esther is a demon in Forbidden and I kinda can't think any girl for Kev, so, nah. Then how about a day that Kavi live their lives not as demon and angel but human? I guess I'll think about it. At last, I ended up with this Scömìche idea. I'm kinda used to the powerful Scott dominate Mitch, but what will happen if Scott has no power in love, his heart is under a blade and Mitch is the one who has the hold on the haft? So...there you see :)

First sad fic I have been publish~

I love you all, please don't cry and goodbyeeee~~