Here's another quick thing. I think my fluff button is stuck because that's all you've been getting lately. ;]

It's one of those early spring days, where you still need a decent jacket but it's nice enough with the flowers beginning to bloom around you. Scott and Mitch decided to throw out their usual morning routine, which consisted of laying in bed all morning, and take a walk through the park that's near their apartment. Mitch has glued himself to Scott's side, fingers wrapped around his arm and head angled so it's resting on Scott's shoulder. Every once in a while he lets out a content sigh, but other than that there's not much talking, only a comfortable silence wrapping them in their own little world.

"Wanna sit there?" Scott asks, pointing at the bench not far from them.

Mitch shrugs and easily follows as Scott starts to lead them across the lawn and toward the bench.

Scott takes a seat, before pulling Mitch down with him and adjusting the brunette on his lap. Mitch giggles, drapes one arm around Scott's shoulder and presses his lips against his temple.

With a small smile, Scott takes Mitch's hand into his and laces their fingers together.

"You do realize that there's plenty of room on this bench?" Mitch asks, grinning.

Scott's fingers fidget against Mitch's as he nods, looking up to meet his boyfriend's brown eyes.

Mitch leans down to kiss him, because he can't really help himself, and he hums into the kiss and under the touch of Scott's fingers wrapping around the back of his neck.

Mitch stares back and it's an intense stare. Full of affection, devotion, and love. So much love. Mitch thinks to himself, he wouldn't want to be anywhere else at this moment, or at any moment for that matter.

He blurts out the words before he can even think twice.

"We could do it, you know." And even if his words came out with a bit of trembling, his mind is clearer than ever.

"Do what, exactly?" Scott asks, blue eyes curious as he keeps staring at brown.

Mitch smiles, slyly. He cups Scott's perfect face into his hands and leans in so there's no more than an inch between, if that. When Mitch speaks, Scott feels Mitch's breathing hit against his mouth.

"Have a baby, or two. You know, start our own family."

Scott's eyes widen comically when he takes in Mitch's words. Mitch puckers his lips and leans in to give a quick peck to Scott's lips. Then, he starts to giggle at the dumbstruck expression on his boyfriend's face, feeling all giddy and happy.

The stunned silence continues as it seems Scott has lost his ability to speak. He's almost never speechless and maybe that would normally worry Mitch, if he didn't know for sure how much Scott wanted this. If he didn't know for sure that what he just said was a dream come true to Scott.

He's known for a long time. Known it from the way Scott's eyes have been wandering lately. How his focus seems less observant when there's a child or a lady with a stroller near by.

Scott's never pressured him, though. Never pushed on the topic about wanting babies, never talked about his well, sort of obvious dreams. Scott must have known that although they've been in a very loving and respectful relationship for years now, Mitch has never been quite there, quite ready for that exact step. Until now, that is.

Mitch has always found Scott's fascination for babies adorable, and a bit amusing at times. Now, as it's been going on for some time, Mitch can easily catch Scott's eyes dreamily lingering on children's clothing racks during their shopping trips. Mitch playfully teases every time he catches Scott's eyes staring through a haze while he watching the children playing in the park. And Mitch willingly listens, a fond smile painted on his face, as Scott rambles about how cute babies and all children really are. Specifically, Mitch enjoys watching Scott play with his nephew, the smile on both of their faces makes his heart stop.

And he's seen Scott interact with plenty of other babies and children before, many times, due to travelling and big families, and has no doubt in his mind that Scott would be nothing less than an incredible father. A protective one, for sure.

"You are being serious aren't you? You're not shitting me?" Scott asks, slowly drawing the words out one after another. His eyes carefully studying Mitch's face, as if he's trying to point out any signs of this just being a cruel joke.

"No, I'm not. I've been thinking about it a lot to be honest. It does make sense, doesn't it? You and me, having a child of our own."

Scott stares for another moment, still studying Mitch's face. Eventually the creases on his forehead smooth down to nothing and his lips stretch into a smile, eyes lighting up. "Oh my god!"

Mitch mirrors the smile, upgrading it so he's soon beaming like the sun itself.

"Oh my god." Scott repeats, closing the close to nothing gap between the two and taking Mitch down into a passionate kiss with him.

Mitch tries to reciprocate the best way he knows how, not pulling back until he realizes Scott's crying. Mitch hugs him into his chest, squeezing Scott tightly against him. The freely running tears are soaking Mitch's jacket, but he couldn't care less.

"Shh, Scotty, shh." He says smiling fondly. He places his hand behind Scott's neck, rubbing circles into the skin. "Babe, please don't cry."

And after a while, Scott does stop crying, the sobs turning into silent sniffles. He lets Mitch dry the tears stains and gives him a sheepish smile in return. "I just... I thought it was something that wasn't in the cards for us, that it was something I should just give up dreaming of having. I love you. Like, it's a bit ridiculous how much I love you."

Then he starts to laugh and looks still so taken aback. Mitch joins in on the laughter, burying his face into Scott's wavy hair. He smells, kisses and sighs out of pure bliss, and fuck, if it feels this good to make Scott's wishes and dreams come true, maybe he should try it more often from now on. Maybe he should agree to that stupid thing Scott's been wanting to try in bed. Yeah, he should definitely reconsider that.

Mitch chuckles at his thoughts. Lifting his head from the blonde hair and shakes his head. Then he grins down to Scott's joyful face, expectation and excitement radiating from it. "I love you too. Now, can we start planning this? I already have names and nursery ideas."