AN:
Before the chapter starts, I wanna thank my wonderful reviewer Chocolatepie277! But what is the rest of you thinking? Should I continue this?
Please keep in mind, that the events in this story are not in chronological order! I pick events from the real life and try to fit them into my story as best as I can.
ALSO: I used a real video this time as well. If you're interested in watching it, the title is "Minecraft: I'M BLEEDING! SO MANY TEACHERS! Mini-Game w/Mitch & Friends!" by Mitch.

Music tip:
Paradise Fears – Yours Truly
youtube: watch?v=vUANdFZdQVY

For You

Chapter 8:
By your Side

[Still flashback]

A few weeks after Adam had shown his talent, most of the group had left the house again. Some of them were already together with their families and eager to celebrate the upcoming holidays. Even though they were all really busy these days, they still recorded a lot of episodes together. Mitch and Adam more than others, because it was one of the few times they could enjoy the company of the other.

"You're in for some 'Teachers' recording later?"
Mitch laughed, as he went into the living room of his parents' house. Currently they were roaming around somewhere in the house, so he had a moment alone and sat down on the couch. He was telephoning with Adam for half an hour now, but he couldn't care less at the moment. They've been separated for four days, but Mitch already missed the new-found feelings he wanted to explore further with Adam. "You know you don't have to ask. Of course I'm in!"

Adam sighed on the other end of the line and Mitch lay down on the couch, with his feet over the end. His head was flat on the cushion and his eyes were staring at the white ceiling. The silence became unnerving and so he said in a way more serious tone, "I'm missing you already. That's crazy, isn't it?"

"No, it's not. Same here to be honest."
Adam sounded as sad as Mitch felt.

He tried to change the topic and, even though he already knew the answer, he asked, "What are your plans for the next weeks?"
Adam knew that he tried to distract them, nonetheless he replied, "The usual. Driving to my family tomorrow, celebrating the holidays there, the week after I'm going back straight to LA."
Confused about the change of plans, Mitch frowned and asked his lover, "Wait, you don't want to go home anymore? Thought you wanted to go to your house before flying back to LA."

"No, it would be just for a few days and I'm not very keen on flying around so much. It's stressing me. And you'll arrive three days later, so it's alright."

"But you'll be all alone in the house, the guys will just arrive with me, you know?"
"I know, I know, but I'd rather do the livestream there, better equipment and stuff."

Adam sounded weird, but Mitch couldn't put his finger on what exactly was the matter. Before he had the chance to question his boyfriend about it any further, Adam distracted him quite effectively.
"Damn it, Mitch, I wanna kiss you senseless right now. Didn't know you could actually get addicted to this."

With a smile on his face, Mitch closed his eyes and laid his free arm over his forehead. He had tried to push back the feelings for Adam multiple times during the last hours, but it was completely useless. Especially now, as Adam began to say such things to him.
"Same here, darling. Haven't slept at all last night, because you weren't by my side. I got used so quickly to having you around."

"You know what I wanna do right now?"
Adam's voice was lower than before and the hoarse tone gave Mitch goose bumps.
He wasn't alone in the house, anyone could walk into the living room at any moment, but the temptation was too strong.
"Tell me."

"I wanna kneel over your body, as you lay on the bed. I want to see your sparkling eyes, when I lean down. Then I would slowly plant my lips on yours, very carefully and stop right there, just to hear your quiet moan. My arms would be on either side of your body, while yours would be spread out on the bed. I wanna slowly move my lips over your red ones, close my eyes and feel you kissing me back. After some time I want to deepen the kiss and make you tremble under my touch, as I lick over your swollen lips…"

"Oh god, stop, please. Otherwise I'll drive to you in a moment."
Mitch's voice was shaking, as Adam just chuckled. With a sigh he took his arm from his forehead and opened his eyes, just to stare at the ceiling again. "Do it. I'm not gonna complain about your company."

"You know I can't do that."
"…I know. Still love you though."

With a happy laugh, Mitch replied, "Love you too."
"See you in a few minutes then?" Adam asked regarding their recording and Mitch agreed, before he ended the call.
Still having a smile on his face, Mitch put his phone on his chest and finally looked away from the ceiling – only to stare into his mother's eyes. With her arms crossed over her chest she leaned in the doorway and was grinning. As soon as Mitch paled visibly – because he didn't know what she'd heard – she laughed and took a few steps towards him.

"Calm down, it's alright. Tell me who the lucky one is!"
She was curious and knelt beside the couch Mitch was still lying on. Didn't she hear Adam's name? Hopefully not.
Taking a deep breath, Mitch tried to relax and looked away. "I'm not gonna tell you, sorry."
Of course his mother didn't back down so fast. Instead she took a moment to muster her son intensely with a serious look on her face. Then she smiled and replied, "I haven't seen you this happy in a long time. The stress was really getting to you, dear. I'm glad that there's someone out there, who makes you feel better."

Still lying on the couch, Mitch blinked, confused about his mother's behavior. With a hand she stroked his head, before she gave him a spontaneous kiss on the forehead and stood up again. "You tell me later, don't argue!"
She was already on her way out, as she turned around again. "You know you can talk to us, if there ever will be a problem, right?"
Slowly Mitch sat up and could neither hold back the warm feeling in his chest, nor a little smile as he replied, "I know, mum. Thanks."

"Thank you everybody, this has been 'classroom filled with water'. Uhh… we'll see you guys later, ehm, don't like this video", Adam's voice said half laughing, half pitiful as they were about to wrap up another recorded episode of the 'Teachers Mini-Game'.

"If only you could see my face right now", Mitch replied and let his character jump around the classroom. The others began to laugh, Jerome made another funny comment and they pushed themselves up again and got hyped. Their voices were raised and to go along with it, Mitch asked loudly, "Are you guys gonna make me do this?! Don't make me!"
They became quieter and to continue the joke, Mitch added in a desperate voice, "That's it, I'm out!"

The others began to laugh and captured in the moment, Mitch grabbed the plate from besides the keyboard and smashed it on the table. Accidentally he moved his mouse and the head of his character spun around. The laughter in the Skype call rose and Mitch tried desperately not to burst out laughing as well.
He got a bit carried away, as he grabbed the plate again, let out a loud scream and smashed it on the desk again. This time he succeeded in breaking it and the laughter was audible again.

"He's breaking again?!"
"I think he's breaking everything!"

Mitch stared at the broken plate and began to grin. His mother wouldn't be very happy, but the laugh was definitely worth it. He was about to give a reply as he grabbed the various glass shards, when suddenly he felt a sting on his palm. The smile vanished from his face, as he carefully laid down the shards again and stared at the palm of his right hand. A long cut was visible and blood began to cover it rapidly.

'That's something just I'm able to accomplish', Mitch thought for himself and blinked confused, before the pain finally hit him.

He sucked in a sharp breath, before he told the guys in the call, "My hand is bleeding!"
Without even looking at the screen, he searched for a paper towel or something similar, but of course he could find none. "Guys, I got to go! I- I need a band aid. Piece. Bye." The others replied, but he didn't wait for their responses. With his left hand he yanked out his earpiece and got off his chair abruptly. As he climbed the stairs, he was bleeding more heavily than before and his hand was covered in red. It probably wasn't half as bad as it looked, but it scared Mitch nonetheless. Drops of blood fell to the floor, but he couldn't care less as he quickly walked to the bathroom.

"Mom?!"
Footsteps from the kitchen could be heard, his mother was just preparing dinner, as he held his hand over the sink and carefully let the water flow over his injured hand. He couldn't blame his poor mother for nearly getting a heart attack, as she entered the bathroom just to see a sink covered in blood.
"Oh dear god, what did you do?!"

"Just cut my hand, can you help me?"
His voice wasn't as brave as his words were, but her mother instincts kicked in at the same moment. "Darling, can you get the first-aid box, please?" she asked with a raised voice in the direction of the kitchen and then got over to Mitch. "Let me have a look… That's nasty, but I don't think you need stitches."

A bit later Mitch was sitting in the kitchen, while his mother cleaned and bandaged the wound. His father continued to prepare the dinner and laughed out loud, as he heard the story of Mitch. "It's embarrassing enough with all the viewers, can you please pity me instead?" he asked bummed, but his father just shook his head. Before he had a chance to reply, Mitch's phone began to ring. Awkwardly he tried to get his mobile phone out of his pocket with his left hand and succeeded a few moments later.

It was Adam.
Of course.

Mitch tried to hold back a silly smile, especially with his parents in the room.
"Hey."

"Oh, good, you're still alive. We were worried for a bit, you know? Can you come back to the Skype call?"
Adam tried to be as carefree as possible, but his rambling betrayed him.

"I'm okay, don't worry. Just need a bandage because of my own stupidity. I come back as soon as my mother is done."
"You can't talk freely right now?"
"Nope."
"Damn it, I was about to continue my little story for you."

Mitch began to laugh and could feel the blood rushing to his cheeks again.
"Don't you dare!"
"Well, I could continue my little fantasy right now."
"I swear to god, if you do that you can sleep alone for the rest of your life!"
It was too much, Mitch knew, but at that moment he couldn't hold himself back. His father looked up with a raised eyebrow and then shot a questioning look toward Mitch's mother, who was grinning shamelessly.
But on Adam his little outburst had a different effect.

"You mean that?"
Hi voice wasn't sad, rather anxious and hopeful.
"What do you mean?"
"The 'for the rest of your life' part."

If it was possible, Mitch blushed even more in that moment. His stammering didn't go unnoticed by his parents and it required his whole willpower for Mitch to answer honestly.
"Of course I do. I mean- Well, I don't want to break up with you anytime soon, you know?"
Even though he stared at the floor, he could feel the looks of his parents on him. It was embarrassing and Adam would pay for it later on, but those were words that needed to be said. They finally took the next step in their relationship, it was serious now.

"Neither do I. I love you, Mitch."
The feelings in Adam's voice were indescribable.
With a low whisper, that was still audible for everyone, Mitch tried to put as much love into the following words as possible. Adam meant the world to him. His parents deserved to know it as well, no matter what the consequences were for him.
"I love you too, Adam."

Check out "BURY MY LOVE", my Merome story, maybe you're interested in it as well! I was inspired by their last stream together and the Merome music video trailer, if you've seen it!

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