"Thank you guys so much for coming! We love you all so much!" Scott shouted as the show ended. He then waved at the crowd and walked off stage with the rest of the group.
"Wow. That was the best show ever," he said, walking to the tour bus. "You say that about literally every show," Mitch commented. "Well, every show is the best show ever because we have the best fans," Scott argued. Mitch just laughed at his adorableness.
When the group all reached the tour bus, Esther, their manager, ushered them in so they could head to their next stop. After they were all in, the group just went about their normal business. Avi was on his laptop in his bunk, Kevin was on one of the couches on his phone, and Kirstin was in her bunk listening to music and reading a book.
Mitch walked over to the other couch and pulled out his phone as he practically collapsed on it. He heard footsteps approaching him and looked up. He smiled when he saw who had come over: Scott.
"Hi, sweetheart," Scott said as he sat down on the couch next to Mitch. "Hi, babe," Mitch responded. Scott pulled out his phone and scrolled through his Twitter and Instagram like he always did. After about 30 minutes of scrolling through his social media, Scott was beginning to grow bored and tired. He hadn't been getting much sleep lately due to the tour schedule. The group had to be up really early in the morning to catch their flights and the different time zones had been taking a toll on him.
Scott set down his phone and moved closer to Mitch so he could cuddle into him. "Scotty, what are you doing?" Mitch asked. "I'm trying to cuddle you. I'm tired," Scott answered. Mitch lifted his free arm and let Scott get closer to him. Scott moved closer and wrapped his arms around Mitch's waist, resting his head on Mitch's shoulder and gently pushing a hand under Mitch's hoodie to rest it against his stomach. Mitch moved his arm so it was around Scott's shoulders and pulled Scott a bit closer.
Scott watched as Mitch aimlessly scrolled through Instagram, Twitter, and Tumblr, occasionally laughing at funny posts that Mitch showed him. He pressed a light kiss to Mitch's jaw. Mitch smiled at this and turned his head to give Scott a light kiss on the forehead. Then, he heard Scott mumble an "I love you, Mitchy," and felt another light kiss being placed behind his ear. "I love you too, Scotty," he responded.
He felt Scott's arms tighten around his waist in an attempt to pull him closer. "Scotty, I don't think it's possible for us to get any closer than we are now," Mitch said. "Yes it is. We're Scömíche. We can do anything," Scott replied, slurring a bit due to his sleepiness. Mitch laughed a little bit and continued scrolling through his social media accounts.
The room grew quiet as everyone started to wind down. Avi had gone to sleep an hour ago, but everyone else was still up. Scott was really close to falling asleep at this point. He and Mitch were still cuddled together on the couch and Kirstin and Kevin were still doing their own thing.
Mitch had begun watching YouTube on his phone when his social media was starting to quiet down for the night. He was watching random videos with Scott and listening to some music as well. Some dance track had just ended when he heard Scott's breathing become slower and more even. He assumed that Scott had fallen asleep.
Mitch looked down at Scott, and he had assumed correctly. Scott was asleep with his face buried in Mitch's neck and his arms around Mitch's waist. Mitch gave Scott a small kiss on the cheek and smiled at the feeling of Scott's heartbeat. He laid there for a few minutes thinking about how he got so lucky to be dating Scott. He eventually fell asleep himself with the thoughts of the love of his life, his boyfriend, Scott Hoying.
**A/N: I hope this one was better than the first one. I know the ending was the same as the last one, but it's just an easy way to end a one shot, you know? Love you all and stay fcute! ❤
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Scömíche Fluff One Shots
FanfictionA little book of scömíche one shots Set in 2015-2016 because that's my favorite Scott and Mitch era Requests open for fluff only I will not do sad/triggering stories such as depression, death, etc so please do not request those. Thank you Super fcut...