PTX Multiverse Café Adventures

3 Fight For It

(photo: 'The Notorious' Conor McGregor, one of the top 20 MMA fighters of all time. If you squint it totally could be Scott..😉)

Hey guys, it's really summer at last and the first leg of PTX World Tour has been a triumph. I'm so happy for South American fans who get to see PTX for the first time - it's been a long time coming. The rest of the world waits patiently...

Meanwhile, Mitch is back in the Multiverse Café with a Scott or two... and a collision between present and future.

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Dreams become reality.

Tour rolls on and Mitch is sometimes tired, sometimes irritable, but always living for it. Every night on stage he channels the energy of a supernova. He sings and smiles and dances, and joy flows through him. It's intoxicating, seeing the lights and the smiles, hearing their words screamed back to them, and checking Twitter afterwards to catch the outpouring of love for the band.

PTX headline Madison Square Garden in front of family, friends and adoring fans. Mitch has to pinch himself when he sees the stage, the posters, and the tweets about a sold-out show that was beyond anything he'd ever imagined.

That night champagne flows and nobody comes down from their high until they collapse with exhaustion.

He sleeps deeply and wakes refreshed each morning. Lots of water, rest and exercise keep him in top form. He celebrates his boy's birthday and debut single release, and for the first time in months feels settled, loved and appreciated in all areas of his life.

And then there's Scott. There is choreo in which he gets to touch and sing to him to the delight of everyone watching. There are VIP pictures in which Mitch can lay down his head, close his eyes and breathe in Scott's scent. Afterwards Scott keeps him close, unwilling to leave any distance between them. He scoots closer on the couch and Mitch feels him relax into the contact. They finally find the right balance between support and space, between feeling safe and feeling smothered.

Long arms surround him whenever possible and Mitch loves it because whatever else might be happening, that embrace is home. Life is just about perfect and there's nothing left to dream about.

He looks forward to the end of the first leg of tour and a chance for some downtime. As fabulous as his job was, and it was amazing, the pace is relentless and the smiling and meeting people takes its toll. Hiding away at home with his boy sounds better and better with each passing day.

He sprawls in bed, his body sated and heavy, smiling as his back is peppered with kisses, drifting on a stream of murmured praise.

"You're my beautiful baby, missed you every day. Love you so much."

Mitch stretches under the caress of warm hands and sighs. "Love you more. Let's never leave this bed."

He shifted onto his side to ease the ache in his back and nestles into Beau's embrace. Much better than fighting.

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There's no one behind the bar. The polished counter dissolves into cloudless sky.

"Wheeee!"

Mitch glances up at the sound of his own giggles and sighs. He thought he was done with this. "Any chance of a drink down here?"

Bar Mitch swoops down on a swing, then up out of sight and back again, dimples on full show. "I just love swings, don't you?"

Mitch rubs at his thigh and watches pink fur flutter in the breeze. "Looks like fun."