scomark oneshots

head kisses (scomark)

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Mark had made a habit out of kissing Scott's head every now and again. What he didn't know, was that Scott loved it more than anything.

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"Okay, everyone break!" Ben says. "Meet back in an hour."

"Thank you!" The various members of the group say, and go their separate ways.

Mark, who was sitting in the makeshift audience, looks up from his phone when he notices the band members dispersing.

"Hey, baby!" Scott says, as he approaches him.

"Hi, angel," Mark smiles. He stands up, hugs Scott. "I brought dinner."

"You're amazing," Scott sits down on the floor next to Mark's chair.

"Do you want the chair, baby?" Mark asks, placing a hand on Scott's shoulder.

"No, I'm alright," Scott smiles.

"Okay," Mark reaches into the bag. "Here's your salad."

"Thanks, sweetheart," Scott says.

Mark kisses Scott's temple as a 'you're welcome', but Scott takes notice and blushes profusely. Mark's never done that before.

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"Oh, Marky, they're over there," Scott points.

They head to meet Mitch and Matt at the table they're sitting at, and sit across from them.

"Hey! Kevin and Kit say they're running a bit behind. Oh, hey, Mark!" Mitch says. "Show me the ring, Scott!"

Scott smiles, and lifts his left hand to show up his engagement ring. "I can't stop staring at it," he says. "I know it's been a week, but..." He blushes.

"Woah! Mark is treating you right, Scott!" Matt says. "Damn! I'm so happy for y'all."

Scott giggles. "He does, doesn't he?" He looks at Mark, and leans head on his shoulder.

Mark leans over and kisses Scott's hair. "You always treat me so well, I just wanted to do the same for you." He says.

Scott blushes even more as he sits back up.

"What's got you all red-faced, angel?" Mark asks.

Scott smiles. "You kissed me," he says.

"I kiss you every day," Mark giggles.

"I know. I just love it."

"You're too sweet for your own good."

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Mark walks in the door and hangs up his keys and his coat. "Scotty?" He calls.

"Baby?" He walks around the house.

A smile dawns his face when he sees Scott asleep on the couch, lyrics on a notepad and a pencil abandoned no more than a foot from him.

Mark takes a seat next to Scott. "Hey, angel," he gently runs his arm along Scott.

Scott stirs for a moment, and then his eyes flutter open. "Hi, Baby," he mumbles.

"I think you fell asleep while you were songwriting," Mark says.

"Mhm," Scott hums, " 's okay. I think I'm done for the night."

"Okay, sweetheart," Mark says. "Wanna move to the bed?"

Scott nods, and wraps the blanket around him as he goes.

When Mark is done changing into his pajamas and brushing his teeth, he climbs into bed with Scott, pulling him close. He kisses just by Scott's ear, making Scott cuddle closer as a result.

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When Mark feels Scott shaking beside him, he knows he needs to pull him close.

"Hey, angel. It's okay."

Scott continues to cry, leaning into Mark.

"I know, honey. I know. You just let it out, baby."

"It's not, it's not fair." Scott says. "Nolan was only 15."

Mark nods, wipes a tear of his own. "It isn't fair, honey. You're completely right."

Scott composes himself and just stares into space, still cuddled into Mark. He needs the support right now, but also just needs to think.

Mark kisses Scott's forehead. "It'll all be okay, angel. I promise."

Scott cuddles closer to Mark at that, closing his eyes.

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"Hey, sweetheart, good morning." Mark says.

"Mornin'," Scott mumbles, sitting down at the barstools in the kitchen.

Mark chuckles at how adorable Scott is when he's sleepy, and slides him a cup of coffee across the counter, while leaning over the counter to press his lips to Scott's forehead.

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"Hey, Scott, where's Mark?" Kirstin asks.

"He said he'd be a bit late," Scott says, and tenses for a moment when he feels someone hugging him from behind.

"I'm right here," Mark says.

"Hi, baby," Scott says, turning his head slightly.

"Hi, angel," Mark kisses Scott's temple, and Scott giggles.

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