A Coffin Of Three. ( Andy x Fem!Reader X Leyley )

Acceptance (Andrew's Route)

WARNING: This chapter contains a bit of smut from both Andrew and Leyley, it's written in a particular way where you choose what route to take, or rather what sibling you want to do XD So if you pick Andrew's route, then Ashley's route never happened and vice versa, I hope it's not confusing. There will be future scenes involving both characters, but they will be separate scenes for now.

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"....Y/n?" 

It was the middle of the night, you shift in bed after you hear a soft voice calling for you. You slackly peeled back your eyelids, only to see one of the grave siblings standing before you in a bashful manner.

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As your eyes adapted to the darkness of the room, you made out the sculpted silhouette of Andrew.
"Andy? Are you okay?" You asked him concerned while sitting up, battling against the drowsiness you felt.

"I'm sorry for waking you...And yeah, I'm okay..." He avoided your gaze while biting down on his finger again, the one behaviour you needed to see in order to convince yourself that he was indeed, not okay.
You swing your legs off the mattress and stood up to stop him from biting himself even more.

"It's okay, clearly something is bothering you, my dude. So, talk to me."  You reassured him while pulling him over to the bed to sit next to you. Looking for subtle ways to make him feel more comfortable so its easier to open up.

"Nothing...it's just..." His tone drifted off, not knowing what proper words to use to express his anxiety. You squeezed his hand tightly and gave him a jovial smile.
Andy blushed at the sight of you, and though he would love to just forget everything and live in the moment, he found himself having a mental breakdown.

"God. What the fuck did we do?!" He whimpered as he slouched over and put his hands on his face, trying to conceal the tears he felt threatening to pour out.

"Andrew..." You called to him desperately as you scooted closer, enwinding your arms around his shoulders and rubbing them. Trying your best to calm him down.
But how can you do that when you're shaken as well? You put on a brave mask for his and his sister's sake, but deep down you feel yourself slowly crumbling into pieces.

"I tried talking to Ashley about it, but she brushed it off as if she didn't do anything wrong...How can she be so unfazed by all of this?! We mutilated and ate a FUCKING corpse...it's disgusting, you even threw it back up, so at least I know that you agree with me that all of this was a fucked up mistake..."

You looked at him as he practically rant out all the negative thoughts that were going through his mind, but what he said next left you utterly speechless...

"Y'know...I couldn't get his head off..." You remained silent for a moment, processing his words and wondering if you heard correctly. "...What are you talking about...?" You asked, not really wanting to know the answer to be quite honest, but you have a feeling that it was something he needed to get off his chest.

"Like, he didn't fit in the freezer proper. So I needed to chop his head off, but I couldn't cut it..." No wonder his anxiety is off the roofs...that's something that no regular person can handle... You see his body shifting, he was more tense by the minute, almost wanting to crouch into a ball as he began gripping his hair and slightly pulling it.
You got up from the bed to crouch down in front of him, trying to remove his hands from his head.

"His spine was too---...Anyway, I kinda just...Uhh...Like, kept cutting around and then pulled it off...Like some...plant. I don't know...I keep thinking about it...I can't fucking sleep, Y/n... It's---"

Andrew's sentence was cut short by the sensation of soft lips being planted on his own. He snapped open his eyes in surprise and saw the faint outline of your silhouette pressed against him.
You pulled away after a few seconds, finally being able to calm him down.
"Oh Andrew...It's okay. We were both against it...but it is a 'No other choice' type of situation, we only did what was necessary in order to survive. And another thing..."

You unconsciously straddled onto his lap, making him fluster a deep red and gasp due to the sudden action. You cupped his face with both of your hands, bringing him even closer to you to look at him dead in the eyes so he can't escape your penetrating gaze.

"You. Didn't. Kill. Him." to think that those four words would hit him like a brick as he stared at you with astonishment.
"You're reacting as if you murdered an innocent person. But the three of us saw that he dropped dead. Now, that doesn't excuse what we did, but you're not a murderer Andy...You never were."

You meant that last sentence from a different time, and he knew what you meant by it. He needed to hear that since forever ago...or rather, he needed you since forever ago.

"I want you. Can I have you?"