I Will Help You

Part of the Plan

Before the day came to an end, Mitch has only been gone for a few hours before Scott decides he wants Mitch back at home with him.

Getting up and thinking of what to say, Scott rushes to Kevin's house. Luckily he heard Kevin tell Mitch where he lived earlier.

Halfway to Kevin's house, it begins to rain. Hard.

Scott: Fuck!

Scott yells as he begins to run.

The more he runs, the quicker he becomes winded. Not from being out of shape, but from asthma.

As he begins to walk again, it starts to hail.

He groans in annoyance.

Scott: This just isn't my day!

He yells at no one as he begins to run again, becoming increasingly soaked while being pelted with falling ice.

When he finally reaches Kevin's apartment, he hears Mitch and Kevin singing with Avi and Kirstie.

Without hesitation, Scott bursts through the door.

Scott: Mitch!

He yells as he flings the door open.

Mitch turns around.

Mitch: Scott?

He asks confused.

Scott: Mitch, please don't stay here with him! Please just come back home with me! Please!

Scott rants, not caring he's almost completely out of breath and soaking wet.

Mitch: Scott, what happened to you?!

Mitch asks in a concerning voice as he notices Scott is drenched and has a few bruises from the hail with mud on his jacket, jeans and shoes.

Scott: I'm sorry for what I did before! Everything! I'm sorry I'm a douche who does nothing but push people away! I'm sorry I don't deserve anyone! And I'm sorry I told you I didn't need you, cuz the truth is, I do! I do! I do need you Mitch!

He preaches as he walks closer to Mitch.

Scott: I'm sorry I yell at you and call you names and tell you to shut up and treat you like shit! I didn't mean it, I swear! Just please come home with me!

He begs as he tries to catch his breath.

Mitch looks up in Scott's eyes while holding the sides of his jacket where the zipper meet in his hands as Scott holds Mitch's waist, looking back down into his eyes.

Mitch doesn't say anything as he looks at the shirt stuck to Scott's torso while thinking.

Scott: Please...

He whispers, making Mitch look back up to him.

Scott: Mitch, please, I-

Mitch quickly cuts him off with his lips crashing against his.

*A few hours later, Mitch and Scott are back home*

Mitch: Why were you soaking wet at Kevin's house?

He asks softly as he sits on the closed toilet seat to help Scott if needed as he takes a bath.

Scott: I ran the way there.

Mitch: Is that why you were out of breath?

Scott nods as he holds his eyes shut.

Mitch gasps when he notices the bruises on Scott's arms and torso.

Mitch: What are these from?

He asks as he gently touches Scott's soft bare skinned chest as Scott looks down to see Mitch's small hand resting on him.

Scott: Hail.

Mitch: You ran to Kevin's house in the rain and hail while you have asthma, just to get me to come back home?

He asks as his shiny brown eyes looked up to meet Scott's sparkling blue ones.

Scott nods without saying a thing.

Mitch: Why? You could've been seriously hurt...you could've passed out and no one would've been around to help you..you could've been killed!

Scott: I need you.

Mitch shakes his head.

Mitch: No you don't. Like you said, you don't need anyone..why is now any different?

He quotes Scott as he looks down.

Scott stares at him with soft eyes, clear he feels bad for saying those things to Mitch, knowing he has a soft fragile heart.

He lifts Mitch's chin, leans up and kisses him softly. They kiss for a few seconds before pulling away.

With their eyes closed and foreheads together, Scott keeps his hand resting on Mitch's cheek as he whispers.

Scott: Because now you're here...

Mitch takes his chance and slams his lips to Scott's more.

The longer they kissed, the less they wanted to pull away.

Scott snaked his arms around Mitch's waist and pulled the fully clothed Mitch on top of him as he laid back in the bath, without either one breaking the kiss.

After a while of nothing but innocent kissing, the two are dressed and Scott is laying in his bed with Mitch sitting beside him.

Mitch: Please don't do anything like that again.

He begs in a soft voice as he plays with Scott's brushed up and back bangs.

Scott: Do what?

Scott replies as he holds Mitch's other hand.

Mitch: Put yourself in danger like that.

Scott: I wasn't in danger-

Mitch: Yes you were! You could barely breathe and you could've gotten hurt! Promise me you won't ever to that again!

He says in a higher pitched protective tone.

Scott smiles.

Scott: You're cute when you're protective..

As Mitch blushes and bites his lip, he stands up, retracting his hands to be back by his side.

Mitch: It's getting late..I should get back to my room.

He says, gesturing to the door.

As he turns to leave, Scott grabs his arm and pulls him into bed with him.

Scott: Sleep here tonight..

Mitch: With you?

He asks as half of his body rests on Scott's while the other on the bed.

Scott: Please?

Mitch smiles with a nod.

Mitch: Okay..

Scott allows Mitch to snuggle into him as they slowly drift to sleep.