A/N: Would you guys be down for a Bitch oneshot book? Cause I'm thinking of writing one because they're so in love and cute and I ship it. I think after the next few one shots I'm going to be done with this book. I'll be back, writing more Scomiche/ Bitch/ Scomarson, if that's your cup of tea. Thank you so much for being supportive of me this whole journey.
The door had barely shut behind Mitch before he was being pressed up against the wall and kisses were being pressed against his neck. "Welcome home", Scott's breath tickled Mitch's neck as he softly whispered into it. Mitch sighed in relief. After a week of being away in Paris, there was absolutely no place he wanted to be in more than Scott's beautifully defined arms. Well, except maybe for his bed. Sighing Mitch leaned away from Scott to pick up his bags, yearning to be held by Scott. The past week had left him Scott deprived, a thing he was unwilling to experience again ever in his life.
Scott helped Mitch carry his bags to their room, and they chattered together as they put all the clothes away. Exhausted, Mitch fell into bed, Scott on top of him. They tenderly looked at each other, cherishing each other and the fact that they could be together again, before Mitch pulled Scott down by the collar to kiss him. Their lips moved sweetly, filled with love and wanting, and making up for the time when wishes for kisses from each other went unanswered. This was Mitch's favorite part of coming home; The kisses, the unending cuddles and affection they gave and received. Mitch buried his head in Scott's shoulder wanting to be closer even though it was physical impossible to be any closer, seeing as Scott had pulled Mitch tightly against him. "I missed you so so much." Mitch muttered into Scott's shoulder. No matter how fun Fashion week had been, a part of him felt like his heart was missing. It was because he'd left it at home.
Scott chuckled. "Not as much as I have missed you, my dear", he whispered into Mitch's ear. The two lay silently holding each other when Mitch let out a yawn. Scott smiled looking down at Mitch, "Sleepy babygirl?" Scott asked, smiling when Mitch nodded. "Then sleep, my love." He suggested, letting out a laugh when Mitch stubbornly refused. "Wanna spend time with you." Mitch whined, as a yawn escaped his arms. "I'll still be here when you wake up. We can spend time then. But you, my sleepy girl, need your rest. Sleep, and we'll have as much time to spend together as you wish ok?" Scott promised as he softly kissed Mitch all over face, watching as Mitch's eyes fluttered shut and his breathing deepend. With a final slow and gentle kiss, Scott held his boy in his arms, glad that he could finally have his love in his arms again.
