Black Waves

When They Don't Approve

Remington turns on his phone and the phone has notifications going on for minutes straight. Andy grabs the man and pulls him into his arms. He wraps a blanket around them and kisses his neck. 

"I'm here baby." He mumbles in to the man's neck. Remington leans into him and unlocks his phone. He received so many texts from people he was close with and people who he barely knew asking about the whole William ordeal. Online, William's fans are calling him a slut and that he knew what he was getting into. Some went as far as telling him to kill himself. Remington gulps and his hand starts to shake. Andy takes his phone and erases the hundreds of notifications. 

"It's okay baby, I'm here," he says again. 

"Everyone hates me...they think I'm a whore..." Remington whimpers. 

"They only know one side of the story baby. You've been closed off of social media for awhile. They only know what that douche canoe of a person said about it. Do you want me to say something darling?"

"I can never ask you to. I just don't know what to do."

"Ignore social media for now. You wanted to text your brothers, right?"

Remington gulps and opens up their group chat.

Remington- Hey guys I have something I wanted to say to you but can you promise not to get too mad?

Andy hugs him tight and kisses his neck again, letting him know it's all going to be okay. About ten nerve wracking minutes later he finally gets a response. 

Sebastian- Sorry me and Emmy were getting some brunch. Is it bad?

Emerson- What are you up to now haha

Remington- Andy told you guys that we are visiting Atlanta, right?

Sebastian- Um, yes? Are you stranded?

Remington- lol no, but Andy just bought a place down here and I'm going to be staying with him...

Both brothers leave him on read for twenty minutes. Remington's anxiety is now through the roof.

"I shouldn't have fucking said anything," Remington groans, hiding his head into his lover's neck. 

"Give them a minute baby. You would have had to say something eventually."

Remington's phone rings and both his brothers are already connected, waiting for him to accept the Facetime. Andy sits up against the headboard and pulls Remington close, rubbing his sides and trying to comfort him.

"Hey," Remington croaks out when he answers it.

"How fucking stupid are you? How do you even plan on making this next album from being hundreds of miles away? Do you think of anyone except for yourself?" Sebastian slurs out, close to yelling. Remington blinks back tears.

"He had some drinks already, don't mind him too much," Emerson sighs. "But really, have you thought any of this through?"

"A...a little. This wasn't my plan but I have to agree with it. I don't know if I can stay living out that way right now." Remington whimpers out, feeling small and worthless.

"Remi what does he have magical fucking dick sucking skills or what the f...fuck is he soooo great at that you won't stay home." Sebastian yells out. "Get him out from in between your legs and come up with decision on your own damn time. Stop acting like a fucking whore and think of your career. My career!"

Remington's lip shakes and he looks up, trying not to cry. Andy sits closer the the man and takes his phone from him. "Listen, don't fucking talk to him like he's nothing but sex crazed. He is healing from all of this shit! Why would I want him over there when William gets out in three fucking months? All I'm trying to do is protect him and help him recover. He wakes up from nightmares when I'm not touching him! What kind of living is that? Why not live somewhere where he doesn't have to worry about running into the bastard?" Andy is starting to get extremely angry but doesn't want to show his boyfriend's brother his other side. But don't talk about my beloved in such a way.

"All of this started when you two met! Remi was fine before you! Now he's getting fucked up the ass by some weird asshole and won't leave your side! Now he's scared to do anything! Shit he tried killing himself how many times? Get the fuck away from him! He will be fine!"

Remington is sobbing at this point. Andy gets up so he will be out of view and can't hear everything being said. "I can't fucking believe you'd say any of this about your own brother. And no, he wasn't fine before me. That girl fucked him up and he was depressed to all hell. Why can't you be supportive of your brother?"

Emerson is wide eyed and in disbelief. "Sebby, you don't mean any of this shit. You are too liquored up to know what you are even saying."

Sebastian rolls his eyes. "I want my fucking brother back! I'm done! Ever since you came along he turned into some type of slut puppy who wants to die if they don't get attention! He never had any confidence issues before. Now look at him. Fucking pathetic."

"Fuck you Sebastian. Lay off the sauce and get some real help." Andy  hangs up and returns to his boyfriend who is still sobbing into the pillows.

"M...my own brother thinks...I...I'm...a...sl..." 

"Don't even finish that sentence. You know you are not baby doll. He is just upset and drunk. Give him some time, okay?" Andy crawls into bed with his lover and wraps his arms around him.

"Go to sleep, I'll be here baby. Relax and take a nap."

Remington rolls over into the man and nuzzles his head into his chest.