"Avi! Mitch and I are leaving to get suppressants!" Scott shouted into the house as they walked through the front door.
"Be home soon. And be careful! Especially you, Mitchell!" Avi shouted back. Mitch was about to yell something sarcastic, but Scott slammed the door before he had the chance. The drive there was somewhat quiet. They parked, and Mitch finally looked over at Scott. "Are you really going to make me take suppressants?" He said quietly. Scott sighed and took the keys out of the ignition. "Don't say it like that. You know if I had the choice, we wouldn't be here right now."
Mitch nodded. "I know. I.. I don't want to take these. I want to share my Heat with you." Scott looked over at him with nothing but love in his eyes. "I know, sweetheart. We will. I promise you we will. Just not this time."