Scott woke up to an empty bed. He immediately hated the feeling, yet still couldn't get himself to get up.

That is, until a particularly loud note made its way into the room. Scott immediately recognized the voice, the song was a different story, but he longed after the voice and the person that was on the other side of it.

He looked towards the doorway, and after a second of listening, heard the now quiet voice and the sound of the nearby shower running. And that's what got Scott out of bed.

He slowly trudged towards the bathroom but then was quiet about opening the door. He didn't want Mitch to know that he was here, at least not quiet yet. When the door was closed, Scott leaned back up against the countertop, then let his eyes slip close again.

The sound of the water hitting the shower walls and floor nearly lulled Scott back asleep. The only thing that truly kept him awake was the sound of Mitch's voice, still weaving itself through the song. It sounded angelic, as always, and Scott shuddered when the last note was held even though the steam was slowly slipping past the shower door.

"You just gonna stand there?"

Scott's eyes shot back open and quickly focused on Mitch. His head was peeking out from behind the shower door, and the upper half of his torso was visible as well.

"Hi."

"Do you wanna come in?"

"Was just gonna listen to you."

"You can do that in here."

"I'm okay."

"Was I not clear? Come here."