That night (scomiche fanfiction)

The morning after

(A/N) I will try and update randomly and as soon as I have wrote a chapter I will update cause I know how annoying it can be also if use want me to write anything from Scott's p.o.v like what he thought about Mitch when he first met or anything just say and I will do 😃
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I wake up with a jolt, as my muscles feel like they are trying to jump out of my skin and speaking of my skin it feels like it's on fire. With my eyes still shut not wanting to open them and awake the massive head ache that's ensured to follow I start wriggling around madly trying to get rid of the intense heat wrapped around me. Groaning in annoyance as i realize i need to open my eyes to see how to detangle myself from what feels like layers upon layers of blankets.

Slowly I open them bracing myself for the morning suns light. However as my eyes adjust I am met with complete darkness. I can't remember anything. Where am I. The moon light is the only thing that helps me to see that this is not my bed or my room. 

My eyes roam around to take in the room  the first thing I see is huge Beyonce painting that am sure looks like in the light it holds a lot of bold colours wow okay that's cool, I scan the furniture until my eyes land on the very messy floor covered in scattered clothes and other random items. I now know I am in someones bedroom on there bed, bed definitely a bed okay I hope I never done anything regretful.

I lean over the side of the bed to try feel around for my clothes on the floor. Just as I reach out to grasp what feels like a T-shirt, the cocoon of covers that was securely wrapped around me finally after all my struggling gives way sending me flying out of the heated grasp they once had on me and I fall face first of the bed.

fuck.

That hurt a lot.  My nose definitely took the brunt of the fall because its stinging like crazy so I turn to lay on my back in a pile of clothes. I feel something dripping down my cheek I squeal. A spider it must be a spider i say as my quick ninja mode turns on and I start thrashing about. Then the door opens letting bright light spill into the room.

"Are you okay?" I hear Someone say in a groggy but soft obviously morning voice and dam its like music to my ears is undoubtedly something I could listen to every morning.

I quickly try and cover my half naked self from the presence in the door way. When I finally find a random jumper I chuck it over my head and pull my arms threw the sleaves. I look up embarrassed, to see the silhouette of a man no wait not a man he must be a god or something with the light glistening in from behind him glowing and wow I can't even see him properly with the lighting but I am impressed.

I was worried because of waking up in someone else's bed a few minuets ago but if it his and I came home with him last night then well done me.

Wow Mitch with those thoughts you must still be drunk.

I look up again as i hear him coming towards me what do I do. I get up off the floor feeling the jumper drop down to almost my mid thighs gosh I have never felt so silly in my life not only did I wake this guy up way to early in the morning for anyone to function because of my clumsiness but also, as I try to think of another thing I done wrong I lift my hands up to fix the length of the sleeve that has ridden up my arm and a droplet of blood splashes down onto the sleeve that's it hes gonna hate me I now also have blood on his jumper.

"Shit Mitch your bleeding come with me" he says with a less groggier voice so close that I can almost  feel his breath on the top of my head I look up just in time to see his strong shoulders walking into another room the bathroom am guessing. So it was blood that was running down my cheek not a spider.

This has to be one of the most embarrassing things that's ever happened to me I say to myself as I follow after him cautiously stepping over everything not letting anymore blood drip from my throbbing nose I step to look into the door he passed threw wondering how can I be this calm about having no clue what is happening or where I am also who is this guy.

I haven't even seen his face yet and I trust him maybe because he sounded genuinely concerned when he noticed my nose was bleeding or how he rushed in the room when he heard me squeal in horror or the fact he knows my name how he knows it I don't know Maybe I told him it last night because after all I was in his bed.

"Mitch come on I need to stop the bleeding I can't do it if you are moping about the doorway like that" hearing his voice again I tare my eyes away from my hands to sneak a glance up. I see him standing firmly in front of a medicine cabinet with his back turned to me rummaging through some medical supplies knowing his eyes are not on me I feel brave enough to step inside.

"sorry" I mumble just as he throws a small cloth my way.

"Use that to try stop the blood okay and Sorry for what? " I clutch the cloth as I try lift my arm to clean the blood but my hand is shaking to much from the scare of falling of the bed and the imaginary spider. The guy must have noticed my distress because he points to the space beside the sink and the way where there is a small bunker and asks me to climb up and sit to face him and I do not wanting to make a fool of myself I use a small kids stool to climb up.

Why mainly because I wanted to see his face but in any other situation I would have said no I can do it myself but I was curious. I feel the cold surface on the back of my thighs and try to pull the jumper down further to cover my bare legs.

Feeling the mans stare on me I look up embarrassed yet again and I finally see him for the first time.

He looks amazing better than I imagined his blond bed hair and the small amount of matching stubble on his chin along with the most perfect looking jaw that I am sure nobody but him could pull off. If I could I would stare at him all day and those lips wow a blush slowly makes its way to my face as I sit drinking in the rest of his features before I finally get the courage and look into his eyes and  I am gobsmacked they are the most bluest eyes I have ever seen I look closer into his eyes expecting a look of pity or annoyance but instead I see embarrassment he's embarrassed why? probably because I have been starring at him for the past 2 minutes. I quickly avert my eyes to the shower behind him.

Another drip of blood falls onto his jumper and he is all of a sudden I front of me now I have no choice but to look at him. My eyes slowly drift over to meet his and he smiles softly taking the cloth from my hand and leaning his legs against my knees to get better access to my burst nose this causes me to blush again along with a warm tingling feeling were we are touching and he slowly starts to wipe away all the blood on my face. Only when I know he is fully concentrated on this task do I let my eyes wander his features again.

"Hey are you hungry I ordered some pizza last night but didn't get a chance to eat it want me to heat some up for a super early breakfast?" He asked as he gives me some tissue to keep close by until it stops bleeding. He finally looks me in the eye and I nod not trusting my voice and feeling how empty my stomach is also when would I ever deny pizza. Just as I start to feel the tingling again he moves quickly trying to gather all the unused stuff putting it away before turning giving me a quick smile as he leaves the room. Wow I am already in so deep for this guy and I only just met him.