Don't Mess With Scott Hoying's Boyfriend

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"Fuck, ow!" Mitch screamed.

Scott raised an eyebrow at him and the rest of the class looked his way with curious eyes.

Mitch looked at everyone and suddenly got embarrassed, blushing and tucking his head in to Scott's arm.

Scott 'aw'ed at him and lifted his other arm to put a hand on the back of Mitch's head, running his fingers through his hair.

"Please make them stop looking at me." Mitch whispered loud enough for Scott to hear but no one else.

Scott nodded and looked up at everyone, "You can go back to what you were doing now," he growled at them.

Everyone averted their eyes back down towards their papers as Scott looked back down at Mitch, who was peeking, with one eye, at everyone.

"Better?" Scott asked.

Mitch nodded against Scott arm, "Yeah, way better," he said, pulling away from Scott slowly but keeping one hand gripping Scott's bicep.

Mrs. Laney cleared her throat, "Are you two done interrupting the class now?" He asked Scott and Mitch.

"He didn't fucking do anything wrong, he was embarrassed and I took care of it. All of your students look perfectly indulged into their studies." Scott sassily said back.

"Mr. Hoying, you are excused from my classroom," she snapped, "as well as you Mr. Grassi."

Mitch bit his lip and looked down, embarrassed again.

"Hoying.." Scott mumbled under his breath.

"What's that?" The teacher asked.

"It's Grassi-Hoying, thank you very much." Scott said.

"Are you married."

"No ma'am, but he certainly is my beautiful bride to be."

"Then it's just Hoying and just Grassi. Now leave."

Scott rolled his eyes and scooted his chair back, standing up and looking down at Mitch to see Mitch sunken into himself, blushing furiously and trying to become invisible.

Scott pouted and leaned down, picking Mitch up by the hips and swinging him around to rest on his right hip.

Scott smiled cockily at Mrs. Laney, walking out of the door and letting it slam behind him.

Scott walked down the halls towards the stairs, "That was our last class, baby. Ready to go home?" Scott asked.

Mitch whined, "We shouldn't have gotten kicked out, Scottie."

"She made you even more embarrassed. I wasn't gonna let her do that to you."

"You didn't have to stick up for me," Mitch said, running his fingers through Scott's blonde locks.

"Of course I did, honey. Your my baby, I'd do anything for you."

Mitch groaned, "Stop being sappy, it's too much."

"You know what else is too much for y-"

Mitch put a hand over Scott's mouth, shushing him, "Shhhh, don't ruin the moment."

Scott laughed and walked towards the nearest exit, pushing open the door with his hand and heading towards his matte black G-Wagon.

He took his keys out of his pocket and unlocked the car as they got close enough to it.

"You know what I just noticed?" Mitch said. Scott hummed in response for Mitch to continue talking, "Everything with us is perfect right now. I still have my little breakdowns once a month and we still fight but it seems as if everything has calmed down."

Perfect:

Definition: a non-existant thing that people try to live up to or find in someone or something. perfect doesnt exist. No one can be perfect because everyone has faults of some sort

Definition: a word that describes a thing that someone exactly desires.

Definition: something that has no flaws. A word that contradicts itself.

Definition: Fiercely overrated and non-existent.

Definition: An unatainable and boring condition that kills people in its pursuit.

Definition: A word you use to explain the person your in love with.Everything they do is just so perfect..even thier imperfections.

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