everyday

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summary: a normal day in scott & mitch's apartment

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"Good morning," I heard a voice say as I woke up. "It's almost noon."

I laughed, wrapping my arms around my boyfriend.

"Morning." I said, opening my eyes to see the love of my life in front of me.

Mitch Grassi.

"You look gorgeous." I said.

"Oh my god, don't lie to me. I don't even have my makeup on or-"

"Don't try to hard to impress the other boys. You're mine, angel." I cut him off.

Mitch giggled and it was like falling in love with him all over again.

"You're so beautiful." Mitch said, looking at me.

Me? He of all people is talking about me?

"Oh god, just kiss me." I said.

"I love you." He whispered on my lips.

"I love you too," I whispered, then connected our lips.

Once we pulled away, he started kissing all over my face and it tickled, so I began to laugh.

He gave up and lied his head on my chest.

"I need coffee," I said, sitting up.

Mitch sighed. "But you're so comfy."

"Michigan,"

"Seattle,"

My hands snuck down to his waist and he sat up immediately.

"No. Uh-uh. Not today. No tickling." Mitch stood up. "You win. Let's get coffee."

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"So," Mitch began. "What do you feel like doing today?"

I was lost in thought for a moment. "What time do you have to be at work today?"

"I don't have work today." Mitch smiled.

I guess my expression must have changed, because Mitch said, "Wow. I must be working a lot lately. You're excited."

I laughed. "We could walk around the city? Go see a movie?"

"How about both?" Mitch suggested.

"Sure." I nodded.

Mitch and I walked out of the Starbucks, and I took my hand in his as we turned right, towards downtown.

"Come on, sweetheart." Mitch pulled on my hand. "Let's go into lush."

To say we didn't spend too much money in there was a lie.

But hey, we got the black bath bomb.

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Mitch and I had just gotten back from the movie, and it was about 9pm.

"Love, come here." I said.

"What? I need to take my shoes off."

"Okay. I'll be in the shower, if you want to join."

"I always want to join, babe. Give me two minutes."

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