"That was so much fun Scott." Mitch says, leaning against his door. Scott nods, reminiscing the night they had together. "Do you...maybe, want to come in?" Mitch says, opening his door. Scott nods with a smile, stepping into Mitch's apartment.

Immediately a gray flash has attached itself to Scott's leg. Scott yells but covers his mouth with his hand. He looks down and sees what has attached itself to his leg. A small, grey Sphinx Cat has attached itself to Scott's leg.

"Oh Jesus. He scared me!" Scott says. Mitch cracks up at Scott's reaction. "But you said you loved Sphinx Cats." Mitch teases. Scott rolls his eyes. "Not when they're attacking me!" Scott says, glaring at Mitch playfully. Mitch giggles and pulls Wyatt from Scott's leg. Wyatt scrambles away from the duo into Mitch's room.

The next two hours consist of much cuddling and kissing. Mitch looks over at the giant blonde sitting next to him. "You're amazing." He says. "So are you." Scott responds. Mitch smiles lazily at his date.

"Do you want to be my boyfriend?" Scott asks. Mitch looks up at Scott. "What?" Mitch asks in shock. "I...I asked if you wanted to be my boyfriend..." Scott says quietly, looking away from the brunette. Mitch smiles at Scott. "Yes. I do."

~/••\~

What is wrong with me? Why am I not good enough for Scott? Why does he have to go out with some twink dirtbag instead of staying home with me?

"Hey Jake!" Alex says after the rings. "You wanna hang out tonight?" He asks. He hears a barely audible sigh on the other end. "I can't Allie. I'm sick." Alex hears him drop his phone then a loud sneeze. "Oh. Okay. Well I hope you get better!" Alex wishes. "Thanks Allie-Cat." Alex hung up.

"Hey Esta!" Alex calls Esther. "Hey Alex! What's up?" Esther responds, cheerily. "Nothin much. Was wondering if you wanted to hang tonight?" After a moment's hesitation Esther answers. "I can't. Me and Avi are going out to eat tonight at this fantastic Italian restaurant with the family." Alex nods. "Okay. Have fun." He says. "Will do Allie-Cat. Bye!" Esther hangs up on Alex.

Am I that bad? That no one wants to hang out with me?

Alex's mind twists his friends' circumstances into thinking they were only excuses for them not to hang with him. He felt very unwanted.

"Oh well." He says out loud. "Guess it's time to break out the Vodka then." Alex says, walking from his bedroom to the kitchen. He retrieves the bottle of Vodka that he had bought for he and Scott.

"Oh well. Let's get wasted then."

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Scott lays with Mitch on Mitch's living room floor, trying to coax Wyatt out of Mitch's room and into the living room with them.

Granted, they had had a few drinks at the restaurant, and quite a few more of Mitch's Chardonnay at Mitch's house, but Scott swore that he was still sober.

And that was how he ended up laying on the floor with dilated pupils to match the kitten's, taking a selfie with the gray Sphinx Cat. "Oh my gosh Scottie! That is sooo cute!" Mitch says loudly as Scott shows him the picture. A moment of silence ensues before the two men burst into laughter.

Scott kisses Mitch lightly on the lips. Sparks flew through Scott's body at the contact. "I had to go." He says quietly against Mitch's lips. Mitch nods, understandingly. "Yeah. It is late." He agrees.

"I'll just see you later." Scott says, drawing away from the brunette. Mitch nods, staring at Scott as e gathers his jacket, keys, and phone. "Yeah." Mitch meets Scott's lips one last time in a sweet kiss before pulling away. "I'll see you later Beanpole." Mitch says, smiling at Scott.

Scott makes quick work of the drive home. He was very tired, but still buzzing, from his hours of kissing and cuddling with his boyfriend. That boy was something else. He could make Scott melt in his hands. Scott couldn't refuse him anything.

He parks the car in the parking lot in front of the building. He gets out, grabbing his jacket from the passenger seat, and climbs the stairs to the shared apartment.

He opens the door to see Alex sitting on the couch, staring blankly at the comatose television. He took a sip of a clear bottle which Scott automatically knew was Vodka.

"Alex..." Scott starts hesitantly. Alex jumps visibly on the couch and turns to see Scott, his whole face lighting up. "Scottie!" He says, getting up from the couch in wobbly legs, still clutching the Vodka bottle close. Scott closes the door behind him and walks towards Alex.

"You're drunk." Scott says, staying the obvious. "Nope. You're just blurry." Alex says, quoting Pitch Perfect. He laughs loudly at his own joke. Scott looks at Alex with concern. "Come on. Let's get you to bed." Scott says, taking the bottle from Alex's hand and dragging him to his room.

"Only if you stay with me." Alex says, bringing Scott down in his bed with him. Scott pushes up off of Alex. "Alex. Stop man. You're drunk." Scott says. Alex nods. "I know." He says, switching their positions, so that Alex was hovering over a very uncomfortable Scott.

"If I were even remotely sober, I wouldn't have the balls to do this." He says, smashing his lips to Scott's. Scott gasps and freezes in shock. Alex takes this as an invitation to stick his tongue into Scott's mouth. Scott comes to his senses quickly at pushes Alex away from him and off the bed. Alex gasps as the air gets knocked out of him.

Scott jumps off of the bed and sees Alex laying in the floor, gasping for breath. But all he can think about is Mitch. How he just cheated on Mitch. How he let Alex kiss him.

"I...I'm sorry I have to go." Scott says, rushing out of Alex's room and into the hallway. He runs back out into night air, slamming the door behind him.