Mishy (Scomiche)

Papa

Bailey is about 7 here.
This is short but I hope it's worth it! Vote/Comment lots if you enjoy! Thanks for always being so sweet to me.

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Scott has had the ring for a while. The moment hasn't been right yet, but he so desperately wants to ask Mitch to marry him. He wants to be with him forever, be a family.

They're all sat in the living room, Scott and Mitch cuddled on the couch while Bailey colors and watches cartoons. She's finishing her current drawing and she looks up excitedly, holding it up proudly.

"Papa, look!" She squeals. Scott quirks a brow - he's Dad, not Papa - but he feels Mitch tense in his arms, sitting up a bit. Bailey pales for a moment, smile falling as she stutters, "I - uh - I mean, uh, Mishy."

And that's it for Scott, that's when he knows he needs to marry the man in his arms as soon as possible. This is the moment.

"Very pretty," Mitch says cheerfully.

"Mhm," Scott agrees, sitting up further. "Why don't you go get ready for bed, Buttercup?"

She nods, "okay, Dad!" She grabs her supplies, scampering off to her room and shutting her door to change into her pajamas.

"She called me Papa," Mitch whispers happily.

"She did," Scott smiles, pressing a kiss to Mitch's jaw. "She should. You've been in our life for four years. The best four years," Scott hums, sliding away from Mitch. He stands, pulls Mitch up with him and kisses him softly. "I love you, Mitchy."

Mitch giggles quietly, "I love you, too."

"I really love you." Scott repeats. "I want to be with you - forever. I want you to be Bailey's Papa, and I - I want you to be my husband." He smiles nervously, lowering down onto one knee as he pulls a ring box from his pocket. "Mitchy, will you-"

"Oh my god," Mitch whispers. "Yes. Yes, yes, yes, yes!" Mitch screeches, flinging himself down at Scott. He throws his arms around Scott's neck, peppering his jaw, cheeks, and his nose with quick kisses.

Scott laughs, arms winding around Mitch's waist as they kiss excitedly. Mitch pulls back, cheeks flushed and a bright smile on his face.

"Baby," Scott says softly, pushing the ring box open. "I love you."

"I love you so much," Mitch says, eyeing the ring as Scott makes to slip it onto his finger. "Oh my god," Mitch laughs softly, pressing his forehead to Scott's.

"Mrs. Mitchy Hoying," Scott giggles, kissing Mitch's nose.

They sit there on the ground for a moment, pressed closely together with bright smiles. Scott hears the quiet footsteps of Bailey, and Mitch peeks around Scott's body to spot her.

"All done, Dad." She says, pajamas now on.

"That's good, Buttercup. We've got some really good news."

"What is it?" She asks, stepping closer to them.

"I'm gonna be your Papa," Mitch says, holding up his hand. "Me and your Dad are gonna get married, Bailey-boo!"

"Nuh uh!" She squeals, jumping excitedly and rushing forward to hug Scott and Mitch. "The wedding is gonna' be so pretty, I just know it! I can even help you plan it! Oh - I'll still be the flower girl, right? You guys promised!"

"Yes, of course," Mitch smiles, throwing his arm around Bailey and kissing her hair.

"I'm so excited," She smiles, pushing closer into their arms. "You're gonna' be my Papa, for real! We're all gonna' be a big happy family."

Scott smiles, heart warming as he stares at the two most important people in his life. "Forever."