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Once upon a time there were two adorable little shits called Mitch and Scott and they were incredibly musically talented. They loved to sing together in their band and made a hellatious career out of being so incredible and musical and the world loved them (look at this shit Im fucking killing it) and even lived together because they were best friends and thats the shit that best friends do.
And they made just indescribably good music. Their pitch was perfect and it sounded like angels every time they opened their mouths. Their YouTube videos quickly picked up the attention of fans and soon people across the world were shipping Scomiche.
They loved each other, obviously. They were more comfortable around each other than anyone else in the world. It was freeing, to be yourself and never have to worry about what the other person thought. How many people truly have that; the freedom to be completely yourself, with all your quirks and oddities, with total acceptance by another person?
They loved interacting with fans, but became hyper-aware of how they treated each other. It was then that a decision was made: they were simply too close. They needed to move out of their shared space and see what else there was to life. If they could find someone else, if they could stand to live on their own. No matter what, they needed to take the jump.
So they did. Mitch and Scott bought two separate homes and moved on with their lives. They were still best friends, and always would be of course, but they needed to see what else life had to offer. Gradually, they made friends in different circles. They started dating beyond each other and occasional hookups with strangers, and found relationships that made them both complete.
Beyond that, though, they never lost their love for each other. Platonic, romantic, whatever anyone wanted to call it, the bond between the two would always be there. And that's the most special thing of all. They may move on and date or marry other people. There's no shame in that and the fandom was happy to see them reach such peace in their lives. But nothing can replace the bond between friends. The bone-deep understanding of someone who shares your passions and love, someone you know would be there for you no matter what. Someone you could call in the dead of night and say "I need you" and they would be there without any hesitation.
Because that is pure love. Being there for each other, knowing each other on a deeper level than anyone else, understanding each other on a level unknown to those who don't experience it themselves.
Scott and Mitch may never call each other boyfriend, lover, partner, husband, or any other term. It doesn't matter. All that matters is that their souls resonate on a frequency unheard by any other. At that point, friends or lovers, they're just words. The true beauty in the thing is the love between them.