Slayshots - [scomiche]

Airport

Feb 12th: I just uploaded part 2 after the Author's Note because I wanted it to be a long one-shot so... Scroll down and enjoy!

Mitch wandered the big hallway waiting for his flight. He was going to New York to spend the holidays with his family, he had talked to them earlier and they were expecting him with hot chocolate and big blankets. After a while his legs grew tired so he decided it was best to sit for a while.

He gracefully made his way to the row of seats and sat in the one that was in front of the big glass windows. The airplane wasn't in the hangar yet, in fact he had at least two more hours until it arrived. He put on his glasses and took out a book from his backpack, he loved reading. Mitch was very imaginative and incredibly creative, most of the time he spaced out of conversations just because he had thought of an idea. He took art class when he was very little and soon this activity that started as a hobby became his work. He was now a decent artist, that made a decent amount of money. He was known for picking out random strangers and drawing them, they usually had something special.

"Excuse me, may I sit here?" Mitch heard the voice but never looked up, he just nodded. With the corner of his eyes he saw this person set a carry on besides the seat and with a long sigh he finally sat down.

"It was quite a long trip, it took me four hours to get here" Mitch figured that it was the voice of a male. This guy clearly wanted to start a conversation but Mitch wasn't into it, he just wanted to board the plane and get straight to his parents's house. He nodded again just to be polite.

"What are you reading?" He asked again. Couldn't he understand that he didn't want to talk? Mitch didn't answer, he was immersed in his book and hoped that this guy understood it. But clearly he didn't. He turned to face Mitch and kindly took his book out of his hands.

"Hey! That's mine! Don't be-" Rude. That was the word he wanted to say but caught up in his throat once he saw who was talking.

"I know, I'm sorry but I caught your pretty face from down the hall and I couldn't resist" He smiled. A beautiful bright smile. Mitch blushed, his eyes barely meeting the blue pair. This guy had blond hair and the most beautiful blue eyes. He was looking at Mitch as if he were a rare species, with awe and admiration.

"Th-Thanks" Mitch stuttered. He was never approached so directly before, it was always him who started the conversations. And never before he had been speechless.

"You're cute when you stutter" The blond said. Name. I need his name, Mitch thought.

"Can I have my book back Mr..."

"Scott" He said. "What's your name brownie"

Mitch laughed really hard. "You didn't just call me that. I'm Mitch" They shook hands.

"Nice too meet you, Mitch. I like that name, it's sexy" He raised an eyebrow. This was going to be one long hour.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you but I'm not looking for a partner right now, just myself"

"I see, I just wanted to be friendly I'm sorry if it was a little inappropriate" Scott apologised.

"ALL PASSENGERS PLEASE APPROACH TO THE BOARDING GATE" A female voice echoed through the speakers. That was Mitch's cue to stand up and leave the gorgeous Scott behind.

"Well, that's my flight. It was great to meet you Scott, but I have to go" He went to shake his hand but the blue eyed grabbed it and used it to bring Mitch closer and without hesitation he crashed their lips together. They both melted in the kiss, it was as if they were meant to be. There was a sparkle in the touch that neither of them would never forget.