Don't Mess With Scott Hoying's Boyfriend

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After everyone left the party, Scott told Mitch to get dressed in something comfy.

Mitch pouted, "But you said it was gonna be a nice dinner."

"It will be. Just trust me, baby girl."

Mitch grumbled and rolled his eyes, taking off his clothes and slipping into a pair of Nike running shorts and one of Scott's LA Gym sweatshirts.

Scott slipping into into sweat pants and a tight gray shirt.

Hot.

Mitch thought.

The muscle showed off Scott's biceps and chest, making Mitch drool over him.

Scott's chuckle broke Mitch out of his staring state, "Damn babe, didn't know you were so into sweatpants." Scott said.

"No, I'm just so into you, and that nice tight shirt you have on."

Scott chuckled again, "Smooth," he said.

Mitch shrugged, sticking his tongue out cutely, "I know."

"You look cute as hell, by the way." Scott said, grabbing his keys.

Mitch blushed, shoving his hands in the sweatshirt, and looking down.

"Aw... you're adorable."

"Stoooop."

Scott chuckled, "Let's go, baby."

*

"Scottie," Mitch whined.

"We're almost there, mein schatz."

Mitch rolled his eyes and sank down into his seat, looking out of the window.

Scott glanced at him then looked into the rear view mirror to see the box that held Mitch's present(s) in it.

He smiled slightly to himself and averted his eyes back to the road.

When they were about five minutes away from their destination, Scott stopped to put a blindfold on Mitch, then turned on to a gravel road.

"Why does it feel like there's an earthquake going on?" Mitch asked.

Scott chuckled, "Just a gravel road, Mitchy."

"Oh no... you're taking me somewhere to kill me. I thought you loved me," Mitch said, pouting.

Scott rolled his eyes, "Now why would you think that. Now you don't have to make that mistake again."

"Well, you did have you're dick insi-"

Scott chuckled, "Mitch."

"Fucking me sensless-"

"Ew stop."

Mitch pouted, "What? You don't like my tight assh-"

"Mitch!"

Mitch laughed, "Im just joking baby."

Scott made a face, "You're so nasty."

"You love me though.. right."

Scott frowned at the doubt in Mitch's voice, "Yes, baby, love you so much." Scott said.

Mitch smiled slightly, feeling the car come to a stop.

"Okay, I'm gonna come around and get you." Scott said, turning the car off and jumping out.

He shut the door behind him and walked over to Mitch's side.

He opened the door and helped Mitch out.

"Okay, I'll lead you. Trust me?" Scott asked.

Mitch nodded slightly, "Yes," he breathed.

Scott smiled a little and led Mitch to a very important spot.

Mitch felt creaking beneath his feet, and automatically knew where they were.

"Scott," Mitch whispered.

"I know.... it's not... everything, but, I just.." Scott trailed off, taking Mitch's blindfold off.

Mitch gasped, eyes watering slightly, "Scott," he said again, his voice cracking.

"You deserve so much more, baby. I was originally gonna take you to a nice restaurant but.. I wanted something intimate, something that I put my heart in to... something that's... us."

"O my.. Scott, this is so..." Mitch trailed off, not finding words to explain how he's feeling.

They were at their spot.

An old wooden bridge that went across a lake, put there when the city was first built, now broken in the middle.

They would come here and sit on the edge of it, where it broke off, or even just sit off the sides of it.

The bridge was pretty big, beautiful. To say the least.

Scott had yellow light Christmas lights around the wood rails on the sides, lighting up in the dark.

Mitch looked around, his face staying on the exact spot Scott gave him the promise ring.

"I love you," Mitch said.

"I love you too, baby. So much."

*

Scott had set down a thick blanket and brought food, cooked by Michael, to eat.

After they ate, Scott said he'd be right back, leaving Mitch to get Mitch's present(s).

Scott opened his car door and looked at the two presents.

He picked up one, looking at the other small box, unsure if he wants to give it to Mitch yet.

Scott picked it up and opened it, looking down at it.

He looked towards where Mitch was sitting, seeing Mitch subconsciously playing with his ring while looking off into the distance.

Scott smiled at his beautiful boy, then looked back down at the box, closing it and setting it back into the car, grabbing the other present.

He closed the car door, walking towards Mitch.

Scott sat down beside him, setting Mitch's present beside his leg and grabbing Mitch's hand to get his attention.

Mitch looked over at Scott with a smile, "Thank you so much for this, Scottie."

"Don't thank me yet, sweet girl."

Mitch's brows drew together, "Whys that?"

Scott picked up Mitch's present, handing it to him.

Mitch smiled down at it, "You didn't have to get me anything," he said.

"Of course I did, it's my baby girls birthday."

Mitch blushed.

Scott chuckled, "Open it."

Mitch took the top off the small box, unfolding the wrapping paper inside.

Mitch took out two pieces of paper, reading them.

Mitch slowly covered his mouth with his hand, looking up at Scott, "Paris?"