Scömíche Fluff One Shots

Happy New Year

**A/N: Well, look at that. They're married again!

Pentatonix was in New York on vacation. Scott and Mitch were taking a walk through the city and sightseeing, despite having been there plenty of times. New York was just a huge city that had so much to see and do. They had started their day by cuddling in bed before getting up and spending most of it exploring and shopping. They had just gotten dinner at a decent restaurant and they were now walking around.

It was New Year's Eve, and despite having four hours left before the ball drop, people were already starting to form a crowd in Times Square. "Holy shit, look at all those people!" Mitch said. "I know. If it's this crowded at 8 PM, just imagine how crowded it's going to be at 12 AM," Scott replied. "I don't wanna go over there yet. Too many people. Plus, we agreed to meet the others at 11:55," Mitch said.

Everyone in Pentatonix had agreed to meet up in Times Square at 11:55 PM, so the two still had a few hours to kill. "What should we do until then?" Scott asked. "I never thought I'd ever say this, but I'm done shopping," Mitch said, holding up the many bags he was carrying. "Why don't we go back to the hotel and cuddle and watch whatever until we have to come back here?" Mitch suggested. "That sounds perfect," Scott agreed. "Then let's head out," Mitch said.

They then walked to the curb to call a taxi over. Scott saw one coming down the street and raised his arm to wave it over. The driver saw them and pulled the car over so they could get in. They climbed into the back seat and got settled. The driver leaned over his shoulder. "Where to, boys?" he asked. Scott told him the name of the hotel and he nodded, turning back around and backing out. He began to drive the boys back to their hotel.

When he stopped there, both boys thanked him. Scott paid and they both exited the car. Scott intertwined their fingers as they walked into the building and to the elevator. Mitch pressed the button and they waited a few seconds before one opened. They stepped inside and Mitch pressed the third floor button. The door closed and began lifting them to their floor.

Soon, it opened and they stepped out, heading to their room. When they got there, Scott unlocked the door with the key card and opened it. He walked in and Mitch followed him in, closing the door behind them. Scott toed off his shoes and removed his beanie, gloves, and scarf. He then peeled off his jacket, tossing it on the chair by the bed and laying down. Mitch did the same and tossed his stuff into a pile on the floor, knowing he would put it back on later.

He then walked over to the bed and laid down next to Scott, who was laying on top of the covers, his head on one of the pillows. Scott put one arm across the other pillow as Mitch was laying down. Mitch laid down on his side facing Scott and rested his head on Scott's bicep. Scott shifted to his side to face Mitch, but left his arm out so Mitch could still lay on it. He scooted closer to Mitch and lightly kissed his nose. Mitch giggled and scooted closer to Scott to kiss his nose.

Scott smiled and leaned forward, bumping Mitch's nose with his own and wrapping his other arm around Mitch's waist. He pulled him in even closer and kissed his forehead. Mitch blushed, tucking his head under Scott's chin and burying his face in Scott's chest. Scott chuckled. "You're adorable and I'm so glad I married you," he said. Mitch blushed harder and pushed his face deeper into Scott's chest. Scott kissed the top of his head. "Come back up here. I wanna kiss you again," he said. "You just can't wait until midnight, can you?" Mitch teased, pulling his face out of Scott's chest and scooting up to be eye-level with him. "Nope," Scott replied. Mitch shook his head, smiling and rolling his eyes. "Fine," he said, leaning in and gently kissing Scott's lips. Then Scott turned on the TV and they cuddled and watched Spongebob until they had to go.

A few hours later, they had to get up and go to Times Square so they could find the others in time for the ball drop. They put their stuff back on and got ready to leave. Mitch made Scott make sure he had the key card at least twice before they left the room. Scott got another taxi and had the driver take them to Times Square. When they got there, he paid and they exited the car.

They walked into the crowd and texted the others to let them know they were there. The others found them pretty quickly, thanks to Scott's height, and they all huddled up as close to the ball as they could get. Another hour passed, and then the countdown started.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six....." the crowd, including Pentatonix, chanted. They were all watching the ball slowly drop. Scott was standing behind Mitch, his arms around Mitch's waist as they counted and watched the ball, his eyes shining their bright blue color in the light. Mitch was leaning back against Scott, his hands on top of Scott's, which were resting on his stomach. ".....Five, four, three, two, one!" the crowd chanted, and erupted into cheers as the ball hit the bottom.

As soon as they had heard the cheers erupt from the crowd, Mitch turned to face Scott and jumped into his arms to kiss him, putting his arms around Scott's neck and his legs around Scott's waist. Scott held Mitch up by his thighs to keep him steady. Scott leaned up and Mitch leaned down to meet him in a passionate New Year's kiss. Kirstie was screaming and filming them for her Instagram story, as were the others.

That night, as Scott was sitting under the covers in bed going through the last of his social media while Mitch was in the shower, Kirstie's story came up. He laughed as he watched the video and heard what she was screaming. "YAAAAYYYY!! A SCÖMÍCHE NEW YEAR'S KISS!! LOOK AT THIS HAPPY MARRIED COUPLE!! I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!! HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!"

Then Kevin's story came up, and he had also been filming them. "AHH, THEY'RE KISSING!! OH SHOOT, OHH SHOOT!! HAPPY NEW YEARRR!!" he had screamed enthusiastically. The screen was moving up and down, indicating that he had been jumping.

Scott had filmed the first five seconds of the ball drop, but there wasn't much else on his story other than Mitch at the café when they were eating dinner. He had taken a photo of Mitch and captioned it "Lil New Year's dinner date with my baby ❤." Mitch had told him to delete it, but Scott had refused, insisting that it was cute and deserved to be on there.

Mitch walked out of the bathroom, his blond sidebang still a little bit damp. He was dressed in one of Scott's shirts and a pair of boxers. He then slid in next to Scott and watched him as he posted an Instagram story. It was a selfie that he had taken with Mitch in New York where they were kissing, and he had captioned it "Happy New Year, y'all. 2015 was a great one lol. Here's to an even better 2016 with Pentatonix, my friends and family, and my love @mitchgrassi. We'll see where this one takes us. Let's hope it's somewhere good. Love you all so much and I promise there is a lot in store in 2016, so stay tuned! ❤❤❤"

He then locked his phone and turned to put it on the charger, setting it on his nightstand. He laid down facing Mitch, who was already laying facing him, and pulled the covers up to his chest. "Happy New Year, baby," Scott said softly. "Happy New Year, my love. Cheers to the past five years with you, dating for three, engaged for one, and married for one, and hopefully many more in the future," Mitch replied. They then leaned in to give each other one more light peck on the lips, their way of saying goodnight. Scott rolled over and turned the lamp off, but then rolled back over and pulled Mitch into his chest. He kissed the top of Mitch's head and fell asleep. Mitch tucked his head under Scott's chin, cuddling into Scott's chest and falling asleep himself.

**A/N: Wow I'm bad at updating on time! I meant to have this up yesterday, but I went out, so I didn't have time. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed it and thought it was cute! Personally, I'm dying of how cute it is. Love you all and stay fcute! ❤