Forbidden // (Scömìche) ON HIATUS

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Mitch's POV:

I woke up weirdly lightheaded, but I felt so comfortable, that I wanted to go back to sleep as soon as possible.

I felt warm and safe and ... wait a minute!

My eyes flashed opened and I stared at a strong hand around my waist.

What the...?!

I turned my head and there they were - the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen.

"Scott!"

"Good evening..."

"What the fuck are you doing here?"

"I..."

"Why are you in my bed?! Why are you half naked?"

I looked under the blanked and started to panic even more.

"Why am I in the onesie? I don't remember, that I put this on. Did you dress me up?"

"Mitch calm..."

"I don't want to fucking calm down! Don't touch me!"

I pulled away his arm and jumped from the bed.

I started to pace in the room and nervously pulled sleeves of the onesie.

"Oh my god! What have I done? I don't remember anything! Did you drug me, Scott? What are you doing here? What have we done? What have you done to me?"

Scott slowly stood up from the bed and made one step in my direction.

"No! Stay there!"

He just looked in my eyes and made another step forward.

"I said no! Let me be!"

He made another one step and was suddenly standing right in front of me. Scott raised his hand, as he would like to touch my shoulder...

Scott's POV:

A loud smack echoed in the room and I felt how my cheek turned bright red.

Mitch's eyes widened and he covered his mouth with both of his hands.

I tried to relax my body and face expression to show him, that everything is just fine and he really didn't hurt me.

"Mitch..." I whispered and threw my arms around his petite body.

He disappeared in my embrace and buried his head in my chest.

"Shh... It is OK angel, you didn't do anything bad. I know how you feel, trust me please."

He just made a loud sob.

"Mitch... Kitten... Please just stop crying. We will talk, OK? I got you..."

I felt how he clenched his fists and tried to find his strength again.

I held him even tighter.

"You don't have to be strong, just stop crying. That is all I'm asking for right now."

He gave in and nodded.