Cooties, where a boy touches a girl and the kindergarteners make it look like a contagious disease from the opposite Gender.
Well, this crazy 'disease' is how Scott and Mitch met. Our single parents here never met their true soulmate, until now.
Scott's POV
"Jayden get down here now! You're gonna be late for school!" I shout as I put a pancake on his blue cookie monster plate.
"Coming Daddy!" He comes down in his light blue polo shirt, jeans, and sneakers. "Pancake?" He asks as I give him the plate and syrup. "Yes. Now eat fast, you might get late again." I exclaim and he swallowed a big bite. "Jay, chew!" I shout, and mess his blonde hair. "Done!" He shouts and shows his empty plate. "Okay, cookie monster. Put it in the sink and we'll head to school." I say, and get his Lighting McQueen backpack. Go be a heartthrob with that undercut, Jayden. Go get some girls, I thought, making me smile.
Mitch's POV
"Okay Hazel. No touching boys yet okay? They have cooties." I remind my daughter. This five-year old little girl of mine is a hopeless-romantic to any blonde boy that she has laid eyes on. "But Papa! I will also find you a husband." She whines, making me smile.
My daughter knows I'm gay, if you're wondering. I told her when she was 4, to make her stop setting me up with parents of her bestfriend, May. "Aww Hazel. Thank you, but I don't need your help baby, Papa can find a man by himself." I put her backpack in her back, and kiss her forehead, bidding goodbye.
I hope that kid of mine doesn't get the cooties today, I mutter under my breath, and head to our car.
~After School~
"Papa! Papa!" Hazel shouts, crying while running to me.
"Aww baby girl what's wrong? Did you get hurt?" I ask worried. Is she bullied? Was it because of me?
"Jayden gave me the cooties! I'm sick Papa!" She cried, holding onto me deeper.
"Okay, I'll ask his parents about this. Who's Jayden?" She points at a blonde boy.
Another one of her victims.
I hold her hand, and head to the father of this victim of Hazel. "Excuse me? Are you the father of Jayden?" I ask, pretty calm.
But once he turns around, I melt.
"Yes, why?" He asks. H-he's "You're Scott Hoying." I say in shock. Scott is a famous singer-songwriter in Youtube, this boy is attractive, and VERY Attractive. "Yes, I am. I'm happy you're a fan of my work. Wait, you're Mitch Grassi! You're a vlogger right?" He asks, beaming.
He's so attractive.
"Yeah. Um, can I talk to you for a minute? It's about your son here, Jayden? Am I correct? Hazel, go play in the playground for a while." She smiles and heads to the swings where her friends are.
"Is this about cooties? Cuz my boy here likes to play with brunettes like your daughter. She's very pretty. Surrogate or Adopted?" He asks, already trying to question me. "Surrogate mother. I got her since I was lonely, even with my cat." I smile and he responds "Wyatt right? I wanted a cat, but I'm allergic and all. So I adopted Jayden." He explains. Wait, he isn't straight?
"Wait, you aren't straight?" He just nods, a wave of relief went through me.
I HAVE A CHANCE WITH THIS ATTRACTIVE MAN HERE.
"Well, I feel like my son here likes your daughter, can we like hang out sometime? Be great f or your channel. Plus, I need a monthly vlog. Perfect timing isn't it?" He says, reminding me I have a Youtube channel. "Uh, yeah! Sure! Saturday next week? I promised my daughter we would be going to a zoo on Saturday. Here's my number, call me if there's a change of plans." I write my number on his palm, feeling his soft skin. Ahhh, I'm fangirling.
"S-sure, but tell your daughter there's no such thing as cooties, that would just make her fear the opposite sex, and she'll be stuck with girls her whole life." He asks, and I nod. How could you ever say no to someone as handsome as him? I mean, really.
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"And that was how we met! I hope you guys didn't sleep through it, it was memorable for me. Right babe?" I ask my tall husband as he sits down and giving me a cookie. "Yeah, it was. That was 7 years ago Mitch, how do you still remember each and every line?" He asks, and Jayden and Hazel suddenly pop up. "Hey Daddy! Papa! Look at this!" Hazel shouts and shows me her report card.
"Wow, only 1 B-? Very good!" I know you guys think that's low, but if they tried their best, that means they tried so hard to satisfy us.
"Well, care to join us in a video kids? Can you get Finn in his room too? He's never been seen since 8 months ago." Hazel nods and goes to her little brother's room. He picks him up from his crib, and continue the little vlog for their fellow 'Hoyings'
"Well, look what we have here! The Grassi-Hoying Family! Say hi guys!" Scott says and our tweens say hi, but our little boy just giggles. "And this is Finn! It's been a very long time since you've seen him right? Miss him?" I ask the invisible audience.
The rest of the vlog just consisted of Q&A's, small dares for the 12-year-olds, and sappy kisses.
"Wait, we met because of cooties?" Scott asks. "Hmm, pretty much. See what fictional diseases can do to you?" I say to my viewers.
The day ends with editing, changing diapers, and praising kids.
Cooties, I thought, I never knew they could do all this to me.
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Cooties (BoyxBoy)
FanfictionCooties (noun) - A childhood disease used in the United States of America and Canada as a rejection term and an infection tag game. - A children's term for an imaginary germ or repellent quality transmitted by obnoxious or slovenly people. But to Sc...