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TW: Talk of self harm


Scott wakes up about an hour later and looks up at Mitch, who give him a smile.

"Hi, Scotty."

"Hi, Mitchy."

"How'd you sleep?"

"Good, I'm hungry."

"I'll order pizza."


"Scotty, are you bleeding through the wrap?"

"No, it's okay."

"Are you okay?"

"I..." Scott doesn't say anything more.

"Talk to me, babe. What drove you to that point again?" Scott sits up and Mitch does the same, grabbing Scott's hand and holding it in both of his smaller ones.

"I don't... I just... My mo—Connie keeps trying to talk to me and she's making me feel like a shitty person. I didn't know how to handle anything and I lost control. Earlier when you bumped my arm, it wasn't a bruise. It was cuts from the other day."

"How long?"

"Almost two weeks."

"Why didn't you talk to me?"

"You've been doing so well, I didn't want to ruin it." Mitch straddles Scott's lap again and places his hands on either side of Scott's face.

"I don't care how well I'm doing. If you're hurting, I want to know so I can help you stop the pain before it results in this or worse. Scotty, I love you so so much and it hurts me when you're hurting. Promise you'll tell me if you even think about doing it again?"

"I promise, love." Mitch holds his pinky up, to which Scott completes the promise and locks their pinkies.

"I love you."

"And I love you. Now, let's go eat pizza."

"Okay." Scott stands up before Mitch can get off of him, making the brunette practically scream as he wraps his arms and legs around Scott.


"That's me." Scott holds Mitch with his good arm and carries him downstairs to place him on the couch, giving him a kiss once he's on the couch. Mitch stays on his back as Scott leans down and kisses him again before he trails kisses down Mitch's jaw and neck.

Not smut, but sorta PG-13 I guess.

Mitch bites his lip and moans softly as he tangles his fingers in Scott's hair.

"S-Scotty... I have to order the... the pizza." He gasps lightly when Scott gently bites down.

"Says who?"

"Me.. and you when you're hungry and grouchy." Scott groans and pecks Mitch's lips once more before they both sit up. Mitch quickly calls in their order, which shouldn't take too long to arrive.

Occhi then walks over from her place on the ottoman by the window.

"I think Occhi's hungry." Scott tells Mitch, who starts petting her.

"What time is it?"

"Almost 6:00."

"I didn't know it was that late. Come on, Occhi, let's get you some food." Mitch makes two clicking noises with his mouth and Occhi follows him to the kitchen.



"Where's her food?"

"Good question."

"Oh my god." Mitch hears Scott come into the kitchen and look in a few cabinets.

"Aha! I found it." He gives the food to Mitch, who pours it into the bowl.

"Occhi, mangiare." Occhi stands up and eats the food, wagging her tail.

"Why is that one in Italian?"

"I wanted some to be in Italian so the ones that I taught her are in Italian. I don't know why, I just thought it was fun."

"You're cute."

"You say that a lot."

"It's true." Scott kisses Mitch's forehead and goes back onto the couch and lays on his stomach. Mitch comes in and lays on top of him on his stomach as well.

"You're comfy." Mitch tells him.

"Are you calling me fat?"

"You ask as if you don't have a six pack."

"You don't know that."

"Babe, I touch it every time you're shirtless."


"Oh hush, you almost had your hand in my pants ten minutes ago."

"Did not." The doorbell rings and Mitch gets up to answer it.

"Hi, that'll be $10.25."

"Oh, yeah, that. Scotty, I need money."

"Get money."

"Bitch, where?"

"Fine." Scott gets up and hands Mitch money, "$11.00."

"Thanks." Mitch gives the money to the pizza guy.

"75¢ is your change." Mitch puts the change in the pocket of his sweatshirt before he takes the pizza.

"Are you single?" The guy asks before Mitch can close the door.

Scott responds before Mitch can, "No, he's not. He's mine."

"Yeah, sorry. That's mine." Mitch tells him, gesturing to Scott. "I hope you find someone, though."

"He walked away, love."

"What an ass." He closes the door and puts the pizza on the coffee table. They both eat two slices and store the rest in the fridge.

"What do you wanna do?" Mitch asks after a few minutes.

"Preferably you." Mitch grabs Scott's shirt collar and pulls Scott down with him as he lays on his back so the blond is hovering over him.

"When will your dad be back?"

"Tomorrow at the earliest." Scott leans down and captures Mitch in a heated kiss.


HA no smut for you this chapter.

Ok, bye bye now.

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