scomark oneshots

missing you (scomark)

🚨 TW 🚨 Death.

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Scott gets out of bed, and sighs deeply.

He makes his way to the bathroom, takes one look at his own reflection, and laughs pathetically. He looks awful.

He brushes his teeth, and attempts to do something with his hair before deciding "just screw it," and going to the couch.

Baby, you should get out there and do something today.

"I don't want to do anything without you," Scott says. "I miss you." His voice cracks.

I miss you more than anything, dear.

"I wish you were here," Scott says. "I want to hold you, and kiss you, and for you to tell me it's all gonna be okay."

Mark wonders if Scott can hear him, or feel his presence, or none of that. Whenever he tries to talk to him, Scott says something along the lines of what Mark is trying to say to him, but it doesn't always make sense.

I wish I could tell you it's all gonna be okay.

"I dreamt about us, last night." Scott says. "It was, I was," he takes in a shaky breath. "It was our wedding night."

How was it, angel?

"It was perfect," Scott says, letting himself go. "It was perfect. We danced, we kissed, and everyone was so happy for us." He can't speak anymore. He just cries. Cries, and cries. He lays down. He has no will for anything.

Mark's apparation just watches. He doesn't know what to do, what he can do, what he's allowed to do.

I wish we'd actually had our wedding day.

Scott just cries.

Many minutes pass before Scott can compose himself. He doesn't sit up, but he speaks.

"I wish I had appreciated you more."

Sweetheart. You gave me everything and more. I couldn't ask for any more love than you gave me. You handed me the world on a silver platter, and I thank you for it.

"I just...I didn't do enough. Maybe if I had gone out that day instead of you..." he trails off into silence.

None of this is your fault.

"I miss you so fucking much," Scott says. "Nothing will ever be the same without you."

Mark's apparition starts to cry, now, too. He hates that he caused this much hurt.

"I love you."

I love you too.

Scott just cries again. And this time it's much longer. Unfortunately, this is how most of his days are spent, now.

So Mark tries something new.

He lays beside him, and wraps his arms around him, pressing a kiss to his back.

Scott stops crying.

"Angel? Is that you?"