A/n: Kind of short.

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Love lots -AV

It had been a week and packages have showing up at Scott's locker. He'd tried to sneak around and see just who was leaving the little presents but could never catch the culprit. He was almost 100 percent sure it wasn't his boyfriend. He and Mitch walked to and from school everyday together so there was no way the boy could have dropped off a package without him knowing. Also, there was the fact that every time a new present showed up, Mitch went crazy. "How dare someone think they can come on to MY boyfriend?! When we find out who's leaving these I'm murdering them!" Scott thought the possessiveness was adorable and he was relatively sure that Mitch was only joking about committing homicide.

Thursday and yet another package.

Roses are red, your eyes are blue, I really, really kind of like you.

Cute though it was clear this mysterious gift giver was no poet. Inside the package was a single red rose. Scott smiled down at Mitch who just glared back, clearly unamused by the secret admirer.

Scott quickly placed the rose inside his locker before turning and pecking Mitch's lips. Once. Twice. Three times. "You know it doesn't matter who this person is. If it's not you, then I don't care. You know you're the only one for me." Mitch couldn't help but smile kissing his boyfriend once more before grabbing his hand and walking to class.

Friday there was a package much larger than the previous ones. Scott was almost scared to open it.

Today is the day all will be revealed. This is my way of asking you to the homecoming dance. You'll know how to get me your answer once you open the box.

"I don't think I'm going to open it."

Mitch gaped at him, "why not?"

"Well, there's only one person I'd want to go with and I'm sure that's not who's asking."

"Just open the box so you can tell them no."

"But—"

"Do it Scottie."

The blonde carefully undid the bow and wrapping paper, admiring the effort this person had taken. He lifted the lid carefully to reveal what appeared to be a jacket surrounded by tissue paper. He pulled the fabric from the container, holding it up. Sure enough it was a letterman. The name emblazoned on the back made him smile. Grassi.

"You? It was you the whole time?"

Mitch nodded.

"But how?"

"Friends baby. Avi, Kev, Jer. They all helped me pull it off. I owe them big time."

"But you said you didn't know who it was... you literally threatened bodily injury."

"Just to throw you off. I wanted to surprise you and keep it all a mystery. Sooooo... surprise."

Scott looked down tears in his eyes, "thank you honey."

"Don't thank me just give me an answer."

The taller boy pulled away, taking the jacket and slipping it over his shoulders before stepping forward and planting a kiss on the brunette's lips.

"Told you there was only one person I wanted to go with."

"I love you baby boy."

"Love you too. Now I have got to text Kirstie. We only have like two weeks until the dance and I have no clue what I'm going to wear!"

"Whatever you wear I can promise you'll look gorgeous Scottie."