"Does this sound okay?" Mitch asked as he sang lines he brainstormed for a new song. "Mitchie, that's good." Scott said as he smiled. Scott blurred out lyrics and played random chords on a piano and Mitch wrote and organized the lyrics. "I think we deserve a break." Scott said as he got up from the piano.
To Mitch's surprise, Scott brought a box of chocolate chip cookies as a snack. Mitch's face lit up once he saw the cookies. They both took the time to eat the snack and talk. Mitch looked at Scott as he raised his eyebrows and looked at Mitch. "What's wrong?" Mitch questioned. "Oh, you have something on your face." Mitch's eyes went wide: "Really? What is it?"
Scott smiled as he leaned in gently kissed Mitch's lips. Mitch calmed as he melted into Scott's warm lips and began to kiss back. Scott pulled away and said, "My lips." Mitch smiled and rolled his eyes at his silly boyfriend. "You jerk." Mitch said as he playfully punched Scott in the shoulder. "Come on, Mitchie. Let's get back to work."
i'm sorry this is hella short. :/
YOU ARE READING
Scömìche Imagines
Fanfiction[PRESENTLY DISCONTINUED] ~ Imagines about Scömiché (obviously) ~ Smut, fluff, angst ~ Ideas from Tumblr unless said otherwise ~ Updates vary
