the book of fluff (that usually isn't)

the three times scott didn't say i love you, and the one time he did (xxx)

this was requested by baloogabailey

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1. First Time

They had just finished their ice cream cones. They had been dating for around two months now, and though Mitch felt it was a bit too fast, he knew he had fallen in love with Scott. He wanted to tell his boy how he felt.

Mitch looked up at Scott, admiring how the moonlight shone in his blue eyes. Scott felt his gaze and glanced down, and a blush formed on his cheeks when he caught Mitch staring. "What?" he whispered shyly, letting go of Mitch's hand to cover his face with his sweater paws. Mitch smiled and gently pulled his hands away, taking both of them in his own. "You're just beautiful, that's all." Scott blushed more, and Mitch leaned up to kiss him.

They continued their walk on the beach. No one else was out, and the city was almost eerily quiet. The only sounds were the waves and their footsteps in the sand.

"Hey, Scotty?" Mitch kept his voice soft and gentle, not wanting to shatter the peace.

Scott hummed softly in response, swinging their hands together.

Mitch hesitated briefly, glancing up at him. He slowly stopped walking, and Scott turned to face him with a confused frown. "Can I tell you something?" Mitch asked softly, his heart starting to race. Scott nodded slowly. "Of course. Y-You're not breaking up with me, are you?" Mitch was quick to shake his head, smiling slightly. "No, no. Quite the opposite, actually." His voice shook with nerves, though he tried to suppress them. "Um, I- I know we haven't been dating for very long, b-but I... I love you. I've fallen in love with you."

A blush slowly spread across Scott's cheeks, and he leaned down to kiss him.

2. Flowers

It was a few weeks later, and neither Mitch nor Scott had said those three words again. Mitch fell more in love with Scott every moment he spent with him, but he didn't want to scare him off.

One morning, Scott woke up with a stuffy nose and a terrible headache. He whimpered pathetically and buried his face in his pillow, reaching blindly for his phone.

scotty baby: mitchyyyyyyyy
sent 7:16 am

It was barely a few minutes before his boyfriend replied.

mitchy love: what's wrong, love?
sent 7:18 am

scotty baby: i'm sick :(
sent 7:18 am

mitchy love: oh no my poor baby
mitchy love: i have work today but i'll be over as soon as i get off, okay?
mitchy love: hang in there, princess <3
sent 7:20 am

Scott blushed and smiled shyly to himself, rubbing his eyes.

scotty baby: okay, mitchy. thank you for taking care of me
sent 7:21 am

mitchy love: anything for you, my dear
sent 7:22 am

Scott closed his eyes to go back to sleep, but it felt like only a second before there was a knock on the door. He furrowed his brows and reluctantly got up, rubbing his eyes as he pulled on a sweatshirt. He pulled the sleeves over his hands, padding to the door.

There was Mitch, holding a bouquet of Scott's favorite flowers and wearing that smile that first had Scott falling. "There's my pretty boy." Scott blushed as he moved aside to let him in. "I thought you had work."