Don't Mess With Scott Hoying's Boyfriend

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As promised, Mitch woke up to breakfast in bed. All of his favorites cooked and made for him.

Eggs, toast, pancakes, bacon, sausage, and hash browns.

Mitch smiled as scooted towards the end of the bed where Scott had rolled the cart in.

Scott sat next to him, pills in hand, "Here, baby. Figured your head would hurt by now."

Mitch giggled, "Yes but you, my love, are making it much better." Mitch said, taking the pills from Scott and swallowing them.

Scott smiled at him, admiring Mitch. Mitch's hair was tousled, a small smile on Mitch's face as he looked at all the food ahead of him. You could tell he'd just woken up but still Scott thought he was so...

"You look so..."

Mitch raised a brow, "Tired, nasty, a mess?"

"So beautiful."

Mitch blushed crimson, "Stop that."

"Stop, what? Calling you beautiful?"

"Stop complimenting me. You're making me blush."

"But I like complimenting my girl."

Mitch blushed more, sinking in to himself, "Scottie," he whined, "Stop that."

Scott chuckled and kissed Mitch's cheek, "I'll stop now, eat up, baby. I wanna take you out."

"Really?! I feel like we haven't gone out in forever. Or maybe that's just because school started," Mitch said, shrugging at the last part.

Scott rubbed Mitch's back as Mitch ate, "Well where would you like to go?"

Mitch's eyes lit up, "The fair!"

Scott groaned, "Mitchie, I hate those stupid rides."

Mitch rolled his eyes, "Don't be a baby. Please, Scottie, I really wanna go."

Scott's hand went to Mitch's head, playing with Mitch's hair, Mitch relaxed into his touch, closing his eyes as he let out a content sigh before opening them back up to look at Scott.

Fuckin adorable, Scott thought.

"Okay.. but no awful rollercoasters that go upside down. You know I get nauseous."

Mitch leaned in and kissed Scott's cheek, Scott grabbing the side of Mitch's face before Mitch could pull away and pulling him in for a kiss. Their lips molding together.

They pulled away and Scott stared at Mitch, "You know, even when you look like a mess, I'm still so in love with you." Scott said, rubbing his fingers through Mitch's hair.

"I thought we were stopping with the compliments. You're making my heart clench in my chest because you keep telling me how much you love me and how beautiful I am and- fuck, I love you too, baby." Mitch finally gave up and leaned back in, kissing Scott, hands on the back of Scott's neck to hold him there.

Mitch pulled away, leaning his forehead on Scott's, "I love your eyes, Scottie. They're so damn beautiful." Mitch said.

Scott smiled, pecking Mitch's lips, "Well, you certainly almost have me beat, chocolate eyes. Almost." Scott said playfully.

Mitch pulled away and slapped Scott's arm, "Oh way to ruin the moment. Call my eyes a candy."

"Well, looking at them is certainly like candy, so sweet."

Mitch blushed, "Stop being smooth over there. I hate you."

"I love you. So fuckin much, Grassi-Hoying."

Mitch covered his face, "O my god, no!" He whined, "Stop being nice, you're gonna make me cry."

Scott chuckled and scooted over towards Mitch, bringing Mitch into a hug.

"I'm not kidding," Scott whispered, "I really really do love you. With everything I have."

*

Mitch dragged Scott everywhere at the fair. Forced him to go on rides and eat fried Oreos, which, let's be honest, Mitch didn't really have to force Scott to eat that.

"Baby, we need to go. The fairs about to close." Scott said, giving Mitch the rest of the cotton candy.

"Wait! Wait! Baby boy, we have to go on the ferries wheel. Please. I've always wanted to be cliche and kiss at the top. Please."

"Oh, sweet girl. I'm too tired too-"

"To sit on a ride that slowly goes around. Come on, honey, please."

"Mitchie..."

"Babe..."

"Cutie, I'm so tired, I really do-"

"Scott, I really want to. I've always wanted to do something like that with you. Come on, please. I wanna kiss you at the top and be cute."

Scott looked at the ferries wheel then back at Mitch, Mitch's eyes hopeful as he looked up at Scott.

"Aw, baby, okay. Okay, let's go."

Mitch squealed, "Thank you, thank you!" He said, kissing Scott quickly and pulling him towards the ferries wheel.

They got on and the wheel slowly started towards the top.

Mitch looked at the view excitedly, squeezing Scott's hand.

Scott looked at Mitch, smiling, Mitch looked so beautiful with the lights of LA in front of him, a smile on his face as he admired it.

Scott took out his phone and captured the moment. Mitch was looking towards the lights of LA, you can see the side of his face, eyes wide, and the lights in the background.

Scott smiled at it and made a mental note to set it as a new background.

They got to the top, and Scott had something to get off his chest. Something that's been weighing on him for about a year.

"Mitch." Scott said, voice in a whisper.

Mitch looked at Scott, a smile on his face as he leaned in and kissed Scott passionately.

Scott held Mitch's face, lips moving together.

They pulled away and Scott looked into Mitch's eyes, the smile wiped off of Mitch's face as he saw the serious look on Scott's face.

"Scott, baby, what's wro-"

"You're the one, Mitch. You're the one. I'm gonna fucking marry you. You're gonna be my wife. My husband. I'm gonna have kids with you and love you to fuckin death. You're the one, sweet girl."