(A/N, can we just talk about that fan art tho! It's freaking amazing! Anyway, enjoy the oneshot!)

          "Scotteeeeeeeee!" Mitch whined.
"What is it?" Scott asked, turning away from his conversation with Matt and Kevin.
"Are you gonna leave meeee?" Mitch asked.
"Not if you get off that ass of yours and walk with us." Scott replied.
"But my feet hurt!"
"You were fine earlier." Kevin said.
"But my feet hurt now." Mitch said. "Please, Scotty?"
Scott smiled as he rolled his eyes. "Okay fine." He bent down, picking Mitch up.
"Yay!" Mitch cheered, as Scott piggybacked him to the car, bouncing up and down occasionally to scare his boyfriend.
"Don't drop him!" Kevin warned, as Scott jumped up again, making Mitch scream.
Kirstie laughed, as she kept talking to Scott about their new album.
Scott jumped again, this time Mitch lost his grip.
"MITCH!" Everyone yelled, Matt running forwards to catch him.
"Are you okay?!" PTX's bass asked.
Mitch nodded. "Thanks, Matt." He sat back up, pulling Scott's hair. "I f--king hate you! Why'd you f--king drop me!?"
"I didn't mean to, I'm sorry." Scott said. "I won't jump anymore." He bounced Mitch one more time, the brunette screaming.
"Scott!" Kevin, Matt, Mitch, and Kirstie shouted.
"Okay, okay, I'll stop!" Scott laughed.
  "Guys, I'm hungry." Kevin said. "Do you wanna get burgers?"
"Yeah!" Matt and Kirstie exclaimed.
"I'm down!" Mitch said.
"Okay, walk or drive?" Scott asked.
"There's an In N Out like two blocks from here." Kirstie said. "We'll walk."
"Mitch, do you wanna walk?" Scott asked.
"Nuh uh." Mitch replied.
Scott smiled, rolling his eyes. "Okay, to In N Out we go."
              They walked over, but ran into a problem with the door.
"Mitch, you're gonna have to get off me." Scott said.
"No!" Mitch whined.
"Mitchy, with you on my back you're gonna hit your head!" Scott explained.
"C'mon, Mitch, it isn't that bad!" Kevin said, holding the door open.
"But I don't wanna!" Mitch said.
"Mitch, it'll be like five minutes or less!" Kirstie said.
"Nooooooo!"
"I'll pull him off." Matt said.
"Scotty! Don't let him pull me!" Mitch whimpered.
"Look, either he pulls you off, or you get off yourself." Scott said.
"I don't want either." Mitch said.
"Mitchell!" Kevin exclaimed. "Just get down!"
Mitch shook his head, his bangs whipping his face.
"Ugh!" Kirstie groaned.
"You know what." Scott said. "Kev, keep holding that door, Kirst, can you hold the other door?"
Kirstie opened the other door, Scott ducking do he could get in with Mitch still on his back.
"See, we found a way, and I didn't have to get down." Mitch said.
The four groaned, as Mitch grinned at them, holding onto Scott's shoulders.
     Mitch finally got off Scott's back when they sat down to eat.
"Does your back hurt?" Matt asked, as Scott stretched his back.
"No, Mitchy weighs probably a pound." Scott said, the smaller man next to him smiling. "I'm just tired."
"Okay." Kevin said, stealing some of Kirstie's fries.
"Ey! Don't touch my fries!" She exclaimed, hitting his hand.
Kevin grabbed a few more, putting them in his mouth.
Kirstie rolled her eyes. "Fine! We can share!"
Kevin grinned. "Thanks, Kirst, love ya."
"Yeah, yeah, love ya too."
"Hey! I want some fries!" Matt said.
"You have your own!" Kirstie said, grabbing some of Matt's.
"Hey!"
"When did grabbing In N Out turn into Hunger Games?" Mitch asked.
"I have no clue." Scott laughed.
          A while later, they decided to walk to Matt's house, well, four of the five were walking.
"Should we put a Queen Bey song on the album?" Scott asked.
"We already did Evolution of Beyonce." Matt said. "But we could do one."
"As much as you're gonna hate me, I say no." Kevin said.
"I'm either way!" Kirstie said. "Hey, Mitch? What do you think?"
There was no reply.
"Mitch? Hey, Mitchell?" Matt and Kevin said.
Kirstie ran behind Scott. "Aw! He's asleep! That's so cute!"
"Is that why he's so limp?" Scott asked, getting a better grip on Mitch's legs. "Are we almost at your house, Matt?"
"Just a little bit longer." Matt replied. "You guys are adorable!"
"Are you gonna carry him back to your place?" Kevin asked.
"No, I'm calling an Uber for us, but I'll carry him inside." Scott said.
"That's nice." Kirstie said. "You always carry him around."
"Well, he knows I'm here for him whenever he needs me, so I really don't mind it." Scott said.
"That's really smart and sweet!" Kevin said. "Did you make that up on your own?"
"Sure did!" Scott laughed.