The artwork is by lubiemanaty on Twitter. She drew it for me after the burnt scomiche picture and it kinda a little relates to this one shot so I used it. It's wonderful :)

Scott walked through the door, wincing slightly as he dropped his keys on the floor making a loud clanging noise, and immediately pulled off his shoes, setting them in the shoe rack Mitch insisted they bought before walking into the living room.

The first thing he noticed was that the living room looked completely box free. It looked lovely and homey, unlike when he left this morning and there was a sea of cardboard covering their new home.

Mitch must've had quite a busy day, seeing as most of the boxes were unpacked and their new home was actually starting to look like their new home. Mitch had gone a little crazy with the decorating of the house. Scott being wrapped right around his husband's little finger, would just smile and shake his head fondly as Mitch picked out some furniture he found 'aesthetically pleasing' to him. Scott didn't really care as much, as long as he had a comfy place to sit and a tv where he could play as much Beyonce youtube videos as his heart desired.

Just last night, he came home to Mitch trying to paint their kitchen, keyword trying, in just a large old t-shirt of his, which was covered in light green paint. Mitch pouted that it was a good idea when he bought the tin of paint, and he thought it would look cute.

Scott smiled as he walked into the kitchen, which was now half pale green and half white, and there were little bit of green scattered in areas they shouldn't be, but he just found it adorable. He had told Mitch they could hire a decorator, but the brunette apparently couldn't wait.

He and Mitch had unpacked the kitchen together the night they moved in, and they stayed up till half past 3 unpacking and opening wedding presents, which they had a good laugh at (many gifts of which had included condoms)

He smiled as he shook his head, before making his way up the stairs, knowing Mitch was probably up there. He couldn't help but let out a laugh as many, many picture frames covered the wall going up the stairs. Most of them filled with pictures of them, and also crooked. Mitch tried, and for that Scott thought he was too cute for his own good.

His guess was right as he heard Mitch's voice coming from the bedroom, probably talking on the phone. He pushed open the door and bit his lip lightly when he saw Mitch sitting against the headboard chatting happily to whoever it was on the other line. "Hello Love." Scott said, making Mitch jump a little, but break out into a huge smile.

Scott moved over to the bed, laying down sideways so his head was on Mitch's lap, getting comfortable as Mitch ran his hand through the blonde hair and rubbing his head a little. Scott closed his eyes, the stress from work slowly leaving him. "Hi babe. I'll be two minutes." Mitch whispered, still massaging Scott's scalp. Scott hummed a little, letting Mitch continue his conversation.

"Yeah, I'm listening Kirst..." Mitch said, giggling softly as Scott tickled him under his kneecap lightly. Scott smiled cheekily as Mitch tried to listen to their friend talk and not let Scott distract him.

"No, no we loved your gift KK. It's perfect." Mitch states, his fingers twisting a piece of Scott's soft blond hair. Scott turned his head around so he could lay kisses on Mitch's stomach through his thin shirt. "Yeah, Scott's home- Scott stop!" He laughed as Scott kept his attack going into his lower belly.

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow Kirstie. Bye!" Mitch rushed out in between laughs, feeling a bit guilty at cutting her off so quickly, but clearly Scott was wanting some of his attention now, and Mitch didn't mind giving it to him. Immediately Scott pinned Mitch down on the bed, leaning down and kissing into his neck. Mitch was extremely ticklish as everyone knew, so he giggled loudly as we wiggled around, but Scott held on to him tightly.

"God I missed you." Scott mumbles into Mitch's neck as he stops his playful act and just brings his husband into a cuddle. He lays down, bringing Mitch onto his chest, sighing happily as Mitch calms his breathing down.

"Missed you so much more. I got the living room done today and most of the guest room. Oh! and I hung up pictures! They look so cute." Mitch beams with his award winning smile, sitting up and straddling Scott on his lower stomach gently.

Scott smiles and nods, rubbing circles into Mitch's shirt covered hip bones. "You didn't have to do all that Babe. I could've helped you, but you did an amazing job, it looks great." He smiles lightly and closes his eyes as Mitch starts to pepper his neck with kisses.

"No, it's fine, you were busy at work. Speaking of, I have off again tomorrow, so we should start writing thank you notes for the gifts." Mitch smiles as Scott sighs loudly and moves his hands to Mitch's thighs.

"Even one to your crazy aunt who gave us that vase..thing..?" Scott replies chuckling, making Mitch giggle, which is honestly one of Scott's favorite sounds.

"Yes, even that. It's the thought that counts honey." Mitch lays down so he's resting on Scott's stomach.

Scott sighs in happiness. Married life is so much better than he imagined. They've only been married about a month but it's honestly been the best month of his life.

"Oh, and I got our honeymoon pictures all printed out so we can put them in an album, the ones that are pg anyways. They all came out great." Mitch hummed, smiling cheekily. He sat up and climbed off of Scott to go get the pictures, making the blonde whine, reaching forward and grabbing Mitch's ass.

"Come back here."

"You just grabbed my butt. No."

"What kind of husband would I be if I didn't grab it all the time?" Scott jokes, sitting up and wincing as his back cracks a little. Mitch stops his rummaging through the drawer and looks at Scott with a worried look.

"You're back hurting babe?" Mitch asks, walking quickly back toward Scott.

Scott nods and pulls Mitch into his lap.

"Yeah. Maybe you can massage it for me?" Scott wiggles his eyebrows a little as Mitch laughs and reaches around, rubbing soothing circles into Scott's shoulder blade which feels amazing on his painful back.

"You gotta kiss me first Hoying."

So that's what Scott does.

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"Oh baby, yeah." Scott moans, biting into the pillow.

"Scott, honestly, if someone heard you they would think we're having sex right now." Mitch says fondly as he massages the knots out of Scott's back.

"God you should become a masseuse." Scott groans, gripping the sheets. Mitch smiles fondly has his legs straddle Scott's cute butt, which he's comfortable sitting on as he eases the pain away with his hands.

"Hmm, maybe I should make a career change, become a massage therapist or whatever they're called." Mitch hums, continuing to rub circles into Scott's back.

"Um, no. I like having you all to myself." Scott slurs again as Mitch's soft laugh passes through his lips.

Scott can't help but think of how lucky he was that he had Mitch all to himself. He was beautiful, inside and out, he was funny and had great taste in music. He was kind and humble and could almost cook as well as his mother.

"Love you so much- yes, right there baby." Scott moans as Mitch eases a knot out of his sore bones.

Mitch can't help but laugh loudly. "I love you too."

Mitch sighs fondly, holding in a laugh as Scott groans again, slurring out, "Baby, would it be inappropriate if I'm extremely turned on right now?"

Yep. Married life was great.