(A/N, I know there's 10000 New Year's oneshots, but I LOVE PTX's song, so I wanted to do this)

        "It's almost the end of 2020, baby." Scott said.
"Yep." Mitch said, resting his head on his boyfriend's shoulder. "We made it, Scott."
Scott smiled, kissing his boyfriend. "Favorite and least favorite thing about this year?"
"I f--king hated Covid." Mitch said. "My favorite thing is us finally being together."
Scott grinned. "I'm the same way, sweetie."
"Wanna get ready for the party?" Mitch asked.
"That'd be a good idea, lemme get my jean jacket." Scott said.
        Mitch grabbed a large white coat.
"Babe, we live in LA." Scott said.
"I know, but it's New Year's!" Mitch said. "Now gimme your damn hand."
Scott grinned, lacing his fingers in between his boyfriend's. "Do you think our fashion sense got better?"
"I've always had good fashion choices, so for you, yes." Mitch sassed.
Scott rolled his eyes. "Be nice!"
"I'll be nice next year." Mitch laughed.
Scott groaned. "You drive me crazy!"
"But you love me, right?" Mitch asked, kissing Scott's cheek.
Scott smiled. "Of course I love you."
"You better." Mitch said, putting his hand on his boyfriend's knee. "Are we there yet?"
"Be patient, baby." Scott said. "We're almost there."
           They got to the party, and it was crazy.
"Holy sh-t, it's loud." Mitch said, clinging to Scott's arm.
"I know it is, do you wanna stay?" Scott asked, as a guy walked by them, winking at Mitch.
"Sure, we can st-" Mitch began, but suddenly yelped.
Scott whirled around. "What happened?"
Mitch was glaring at the guy. "Keep your damn hands to yourself."
"Hey, did you just touch my man?" Scott asked. "Did you?"
The guy backed away, as Scott pulled Mitch close.
"I don't want you around all these perverts." Scott said. "Grab a bottle of champagne and some glasses, I have an idea."
"Steal?" Mitch whispered.
"It's New Year's, it's fine." Scott whispered back. "Plus your coat is big enough to fit all of that sh-t."
Mitch grinned as his boyfriend stuffed a champagne bottle in his jacket.
"K, let's get outta here." Scott said, putting his arm around Mitch's waist, leading him out of the madhouse.
          "Where the f--k are we going?" Mitch asked, as Scott drove to In N Out.
"After this we're gonna...actually, it's a surprise." Scott laughed.
Mitch rolled his eyes. "A little hint?"
"No!" Scott said. "I promise you'll like it."
"Okay, fine."
              Scott had made Mitch close his eyes, but they drove for forty-five minutes.
"Stay here." Scott said. "And keep your damn eyes closed!"
"Damn eyes?" Mitch asked. "I thought you said they were beautiful!"
"I'm sorry, princess, keep your beautiful eyes closed." Scott said.
"Are you putting the seats down?" Mitch asked.
"Yeah." Scott replied. "Okay! I'm done!" He opened the car door, leading Mitch to the back of the car.
"What the hell are you doing?" Mitch laughed, as they sat down on the back bumper.
"Open your eyes." Scott said.
Mitch did, staring at the view. "I can see all of LA!"
"Isn't it pretty?" Scott said.
"I love it! This is so cool!" Mitch said.

Scott grabbed the glasses, pouring champagne in. "Happy New Year's, baby."
Mitch smiled. "Thanks, babe, I love you."
"I love you too."
"What time is it?"
Scott checked his phone. "Eleven forty-five."
"Almost midnight." Mitch said. "How do you wanna bring in the new year?"
Scott set down his champagne glass. "Kissing you."
Mitch smiled. "That's a great idea."
   Scott climbed into the back of their car, since the trunk was open. "C'mere."
Mitch locked lips with his boyfriend, kissing him passionately.
Scott kissed him back, his hands on Mitch's hips.
     "Is it 2021 yet?" Mitch asked.
Scott checked his phone again. "Only a few more seconds."
Mitch smiled, kissing his boyfriend again.
Scott's phone went off, and so did fireworks in the city they were far away from.
Scott put his forehead against Mitch's. "Another year with you."
Mitch smiled. "We'll be kings of the world."
Scott smiled. "Happy 2021, baby."

(So sorry if this sucked!)