Andrew Siwicki Imagines

Moving on - 73

Written on February 9th, 2021.

*Y/n's pov*
"Andrew you've been here for the last month." "I know" "your apartment manager has been asking about you" "that I also know" "do you see where I'm getting at here?" "No- wait, are you kicking me out?" "No" "you are too. Just nicely." I sighed. "I am not. I'm saying you should tell him that you've been staying here and not leaving him in the dark about your whereabouts." He stood up after pausing his show on the tv and walked over to me. "You are so kicking me out." I looked up at him and put my hand on his face. "I'm not. I just said what I was implying." "That you want my ass out of here because you're annoyed with me and have seen too much of me over the past month?" I let my hand fall from his face to my side and face palmed. I mumbled "Jesus Christ" and dragged my hand down my face then let it fall to my side. "You're a pain in my ass" "which is why you're kicking me out" "I'M NOT KICKING YOU OUT!" "Uh huh." I stepped forward towards him and looked back up. "If I were planning on kicking you out you'd already be out of here. No I am not kicking you out. I just want you to let your building manager know that you're staying here." "Nah I think you're just sick of me and hate me." "I AM NOT-" I closed my eyes and sighed. Knowing that he's trying to get a rise out of me. "I am not sick of you. I love spending time with you and I loved getting to be with you basically 24/7. I love you, you know that." He put his hands on my waist and looked down at me. "Mhm" "rude" "what?!" "Didn't even say it back." He rolled his eyes and smiled. "I love you" I kissed his cheek quickly then went back to cleaning my kitchen. He followed me and sat down on one of the bar stools. "What day is it?" I looked over at him and gave him a confused look. He gave me an 'answer the question' look and I spoke. "February 9th, 2021 why?" "How long have we been dating for?" "3 and a half years why?" "I just wanted to see if you remembered." "I may have short term memory loss sometimes but I think I'd remember that." He smirked and leaned on the counter. "Remember our first date?" "When you spilt Chinese food all over yourself and your white carpet in your living room? Yes, I remember." "THAT is what you remember from that night?" "No I remember the night, that's just what's prevalent in my mind when that date is brought up" "July 15th, 2017" "that's the date" he smiled and looked at me. "You look hot when you clean." "Are you hitting on me?" "No I'm blindly saying random things to a stranger. Yes I'm hitting on you." "You already have me." "Mhm. Keeping the love alive" I covered my mouth and laughed. He gave me his signature toothy smile and looked down after a few seconds, playing with his fingers. I moved my hand from my face and immediately started coughing. "Are you okay?" He put his hand on my back and rubbed it. "I'm fine-" I took a deep breath in and threw the gloves I had on into the sink and sighed. "Cleaner chemicals" he laughed and lightly punched my shoulder. You're weird. I mocked him "you're weird".

Andrew and I just took a VERY long nap (and by very long nap I mean we slept for 4 hours) and just woke up. He was rubbing his eyes and still trying to figure out his surroundings, while I was on my phone texting Damian back about the video he was editing. Damian and I have been partners long enough to know what we both want in a video and how we want it edited, so it's a rare occasion when we text each other about it. In this case, he wanted my opinions on it. So here we are. I felt movement beside me and looked over to see that he fell off of my bed and was now laying on the floor. I set my phone on my bedside table beside me and crawled over to his side of the bed, then looked down at him. "Are you okay?" "Yeah. I thought I dropped my pillow and I went to go grab it but then realized halfway through me falling that I didn't drop it and it was indeed still on the bed." I leaned down and messed with his hair. "Clumsy" he gave me a small smile and leaned up. He rubbed his eyes again and looked up at me. "Still at your house huh?" "Yup" I got off my bed and went into my bathroom, I took the remainder of my makeup off that I had on and threw the makeup wipe into the trash and walked back out. "I might as well move in with you at this point. I'm always here." My eyes widened and I turned to look at him. "What?" "You might be onto something" "what are you talking about?" "Your lease is up at the end of the month." "So?" "So move in here." "You're sure you want me around all the time? Every day and night. You want to wake up with me beside you and fall asleep the same way. Every day?" "That's what we've been doing for the last month and basically for the last 3 and a half years Andrew. Yes I want that." "I haven't been here every day of our relationship?" "Yes but I've been at your apartment and if we weren't together, I FaceTimed you. Remember those 3 months when I was on tour with the boys basically baby sitting them in 2018?" "Yeah?" "We FaceTimed almost every night and fell asleep on FaceTime, well I did most times because of time zones but still." "Thats true." "You already have a key and 65% of your stuff is here." "I'm gonna say 50% because around 15% is at Garrett's and the other 35% is at my apartment." "You get what I mean." He nodded. "Hey" "hm?" "Andrew" "yeah?" "Wanna move in with me?" He stood up and walked over to me, putting my face in his hands and tilting my head up to look at him. "Yes I want to move in with you, and yes I will move in with you." I smiled and jumped on him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and hugged me. My legs were around his waist and I help him tighter. I felt him smile into my neck. He set me down after a few minutes of having a Chandler and Monica moment (Season 6, Episode 16: The One On The Last Night). And sighed. "Welcome to a real relationship Siwicki." "Woah, we're in a relationship?" "I'm afraid so" "mkay" I smiled and leaned up to kiss him, of which he did back. We both leaned back and sighed. My eyes widened and I smiled. "What?" I started clapping and jumping up and down. "I get to organize boxes and help you moveeee!" "Oh my god." "You know damn well the boxes wouldn't be organized if you did it yourself." He rolled his eyes. "Don't deny it Andrew." "I'm not denying it." "Uh huh" "ew I have to pack" "you don't have to do all of it. OCD near freak girlfriend here? Hellooo?" "Well I'm not making you do all of it." "And I won't. You're lifting heavy things since you're strong and muscly." "I'm "strong and muscly"?" "Mhm" "right right" "you are. I see the weights you use at the gym." He raised his eyebrows and tried to hold in his laugh. He failed. "Aw" he coughed and caught his breath. "What?" "Your laugh is cute" "it's loud" "it's cute" "uh huh" "that was one of my favourite things about you." "Was?" "Well is. But that was one of the things I told Garrett that I loved about you, your laugh." He bit the inside of his cheek and tried not to smile. "I see you blushing." "I am not." "You're red." "I am always red. It's probably from me being overheated or laughing." I leaned up to his ear and whispered. "You're blushing" then leaned back down and left my room, walking down the stairs. "So what if I am?" "Nothin, it's cute" he smiled again and followed me. "Where are you going?" "To your apartment dummy. Where else?" "We're starting today?" "Duh." "Can't we wait like.... a week.." "nooo we can not 'wait a week'." "Why not?" "Because that's not how I go. I make plans and I stick to them and stick to the timeline that I make." "You have a timeline?" "Oh yeah. In my head." He followed me out to his car after getting his shoes on and putting his hood up. He locked the door and got into the drivers side. I buckled my seatbelt and continued. "Today we're packing your clothes and personal stuff." "Such as?" "Such as your electric toothbrush since you've been using a manual one for the last month." "Don't drag me" "I'm not dragging you, I'm pointing it out." "Uh huh" "anyways. That would also include all of your stuffed animals and your squad." "Including Yoda?" "Of course. He's our main guy. We love him." He smiled and continued looking at the road ahead. "Oh Shit did you bring a mask-" "I have a disposable one in my pocket." "I forgot that that was happening. Normally I just don't wear one when I go over to Garrett's to film the podcast." "The only time I wear one is if I'm going to get coffee or on a walk where there's a lot of people." "Or when we go grocery shopping" "that too" he chuckled and took a left turn. I continued. "We also need boxes." "My lord. We're so unprepared." "We are not." "We are too. You don't even have a plan down." "Oh is that so? What's this then?" I held up my phone with a chart of times and dates that we're doing everything in and lists of stuff that we need to get before hand, of stuff we're packing in the boxes, and of days we're bringing them to my house. He stopped at a red light and looked at it. "You did not just make that right now." "I did indeed just make this right now." "How did you do that?" "Like I said. Y/n is always organized with a plan. Even at the last second." "It's during these times that I'm lucky that I have you." I smiled and he kept driving.