Mitch woke up and felt a strong chill run over his skin. He checked his bedside clock: 7 AM.
Why is it so cold this morning? he thought. He pushed this thought out of his mind for now and decided to get out of his and Scott's shared bed to shower and get dressed. He walked over to their dresser to find some clothes and glanced at the window.
He then paused and looked over at the window again, staring at it this time. He slowly walked over to get a closer look, only to find it covered with frost. He cleared away some of the frost and peeked outside. He gasped at the sight. It was snowing.
He stood there for a few moments just watching the snow fall down from the window of their New York apartment.
Of course living in New York, he was used to it, but he still looked at it in awe every time. He just found it so beautiful. He wanted to tell Scott, but didn't want to wait for him to wake up on his own.
He ran to the bed, jumping on it and almost landing on Scott in the process. The jolt of the bed didn't seem to faze Scott at all. This wasn't surprising to Mitch, considering the fact that he knew Scott was a pretty heavy sleeper.
Mitch let out a long sigh and rolled his eyes. He decided he would have to wake Scott up a different way.
He moved around on the bed until he was sitting in front of his sleeping boyfriend. He then leaned down and said softly into Scott's ear, "Babe." Scott was surprisingly responsive to this and he started to move a bit.
"What?" the blonde mumbled, his voice deeper than usual and thick with sleep, his eyes still closed.
"It's snowing outside!" Mitch exclaimed.
Scott was silent for a moment and then he commented, "We live in New York, babe. That happens all the time." His voice trailed off as he buried his face into his pillow.
"I know, but it still looks so pretty!"
"Come back to bed. It's freezing."
"No, I wanna watch the snow."
"Suit yourself then." He began to burrow further under the covers, wanting to go back to sleep.
"Scott, what the hell are you doing?" Mitch asked, a little annoyed at how Scott wasn't very interested in the snow.
"I'm going back to bed. It's too early to be awake."
"Scott, it's 7:30."
"I know. That's too early for me."
Mitch let out an exasperated sigh. "Let's go play in the snow," he said, going back to the bed and sitting on his side of the bed.
"No," Scott mumbled, already going back into his sleepy state. "S'too cold and too early."
"Scott Richard Hoying, I swear if you don't come with me right now I will literally pull you out of bed and drag you out to the living room," Mitch playfully threatened.
Scott smirked at him. "I'd like to see you try."
Mitch just rolled his eyes and started heading towards the door. "Fine. I'll just go by myself and make coffee." This caught Scott's attention, making him give in to Mitch.
"Alright, fine. I'll go with you." Mitch smirked at Scott. "I knew you'd give in to that," he said teasingly.
Scott pushed his tall frame out of the warm bed and wrapped his arms around Mitch, cuddling into him. He pressed a light kiss to the back of Mitch's neck and then rested his head on Mitch's shoulder.
"You know it's incredibly difficult to walk like this."
Scott reluctantly unwrapped his arms from the smaller man and waited for him to go first. He soon followed, rubbing his bright blue eyes on the way in. He found Mitch in the kitchen at the coffee maker with his back turned. He ran a hand through his tangled hair as he walked over to Mitch and immediately wrapped his arms around the brunette again.
"Someone's cuddly this morning," Mitch teased, knowing very well that Scott was always cuddly when tired.
"Oh, shut up," Scott laughed lightly and lazily but playfully hit Mitch's tattooed arm.
"Let's watch the snow," Mitch suggested.
Mitch struggled to walk on the way to the couch with Scott's weight on him. Eventually, they reached the couch and Mitch had no idea how he was going to sit down without sitting in Scott's lap.
"Alright Scottybuckets. You're going to have to let go of me again so I can sit down." Scott again reluctantly let go of Mitch, but as soon as Mitch was settled, Scott sat down on the couch next to him and cuddled back into him.
"Oh my god Scott," Mitch said as Scott started leaning into him, almost knocking him over with his weight.
"Scotty, I can hardly keep your heavy ass up. Do you just want to lay in my lap instead?" Scott thought about it for a moment and then proceeded to lay in Mitch's lap.
"Better?" Mitch asked. Scott simply nodded, already starting to fall asleep. Mitch set his coffee down on the end table and started to run his hands through Scott's hair, soothing him.
Scott was growing more and more tired by the second. He loved when Mitch did this and it always helped him relax and sleep. "Do you like this, babe?" Mitch asked. Scott simply hummed in response. Mitch continued this process until he saw that Scott was asleep, and then a bit more. He picked his coffee back up and held it, sipping it lightly as he watched the snow fall outside.
He looked down at Scott and smiled at the taller man. Scott's legs were too long for the couch, so they were propped up on the arm. He had rolled over at some point, though Mitch didn't know when. Scott's face was now half buried in Mitch's stomach. Mitch found this position uncomfortable after a while, so he tried to shift without waking Scott.
Mitch had shifted so he was now laying on his back, Scott on top of him. He had scooted himself down a bit so now Scott's head was resting on his chest. Mitch froze as Scott somehow managed to wrap his arms around his torso. Mitch tensed at first, but soon relaxed into the position. Then Mitch tangled his legs with Scott's and laid there, growing sleepy himself. He pulled the throw blanket down over their bodies and scrolled through his social media for a little while before putting his phone down and falling asleep wrapped up in his boyfriend's body.
**A/N: This is my very first one shot, so hopefully you guys liked it and sorry if some things were worded weirdly. Love you all and stay fcute! ❤
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