Black Waves

When He's Gone

Remington doesn't wake up until around 9 at night. He groans and sits up. 

"A...Andy...?" He asks out loud, not feeling his boyfriend's body heat next to him. He gets up and sees no sign of the man. He looks at the bathroom and the light is on so he knocks gently and opens it, to find his boyfriend vomiting into the toilet. 

Andy groans and looks up at his boyfriend. "No baby go back to bed. I have some sort of bug or something." 

Remington gets a wash cloth and wets it, then sits by his boyfriend on the floor. He runs it over his lover's forehead and tries his best to cool him off. "Out of all the millions of times that you've been there for me when I needed you, let me be here for you at least once."

Andy groans and rests his head onto Remington's lap. "I love you so fucking much," he mumbles, relaxing with the cold wash cloth being rubbed on his head. He feels the sudden urge to vomit again so he sits up quickly and does what he needs to, while Remington rubs his back. 

"I love you too baby. And thank you for sticking up for me...I don't think I deserve it though..."

"Nonsense," Andy groans and puts his head back into Remington's lap. "Your brother was acting like a drunk prick and didn't know what he was saying. Can we shower together though?"

Remington nods and turns the shower on and undresses. He helps his taller boyfriend out of his clothes and escorts him into the shower, letting the water hit against their skin. Andy groans and relaxes into it, letting his boyfriend wash him up. 

They both get out and go back to the bed, laying naked and wet across it. "I love you," Andy groans out. "Can't wait to call you my hubby."

Remington goes wide eyed, "Really?"