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Andy Dwyer #19

Y/N/N means your nick name

I sighed, fiddling with the keys on my computer. Could some one be as bored as I was now? The phone next to my apple laptop buzzed. I rolled my eyes, picking up the phone. "Hello, Ron Swanson's office." I sighed gloomily. I could see Ron peer at me through the window separating my desk and his office. "Hello, can I schedule an appointment with Ron Swanson on Wednesday?" The anonymous caller requested. I had messed this up before, when I had, in a flurry of work, scheduled people all on the same day. Ron had been, ultimately, pissed off. I had yet to make that mistake again. All Ron wanted me to do was blow people off if they wanted a meeting. I could definitely do that. "Yes, how does February never sound?" I asked. "B-but-" the person spluttered. "Wonderful, i'm glad we could work something out." I harshly cut off, before cutting the call. 

I turned to look at Ron, who was smiling as much as Ron Swanson could smile. He was nodding his head, his praise for my work. I cast him a short bitter smile, which matched my mood on this day. My boyfriend had recently left me, over a text. He had been sleeping with one of my close friends for a while, and 'fallen in love'. As he put it. I wasn't necessarily angry at him or her. True to their word, they could have been in love, and there wasn't nothing I could do about it. He didn't like me. But it was still hard to cope and understand that your boyfriend of 3 years, left you for your friend. I had been moping around often, ignoring people and staying in bed with a carton of Ben and Jerry's ice cream. But I had decided that today, I would be going in to work. I didn't absolutely need the money. I had quite a well pay for such an easy job. But it was always good to have a little extra money, isn't it?

"Y/N! It's good to have you back!" Jerry, one of the workers, exclaimed, strolling by with a bunch of paper work. "Shut up Jerry, no one cares!" I growled. Startled, Jerry quickened his pace and disappeared into the meeting room. I sighed, leaning back in my chair. I brought my legs up to my chest, resting my head on my knee caps. "Life is a miserable hole in which everyone falls in." I mumbled. "Wo-o-ah! Not sure about that, friend." Someone chuckled. I looked up, curious to see who my disturber was. "Hi Andy." I sighed, greeting my tall, handsome best friend. Yes, I had been crushing on Andy for a while. Well in my relationship, in fact. I was finally free to date Andy when my ex broke it off. Yeah, well, nope. Andy simply still had feelings for his ex, Ann. Ugh, I hated Ann to the bone. She was just...so, "oh i'm Miss perfect, and I can steel Andy whenever I like because he still loves me!" It made me so...so....so mad! 

"Y/N/N?" Andy called, waving a hand in front of my face. I started. "Oh, yeah, Andy, what's up?" I sighed, toying with the attached cord of my office phone. "I was wondering if I could talk to you....for a minute....somewhere...?" Andy asked, averting his eyes to meet anywhere but mine. I raised an eyebrow, but agreed. "But, don't you have work?" Andy asked. I scoffed. "Don't you have work?" I sassed. A smirk played at Andy's lips. "Touche. Let's roll!" Andy grabbed my hand and ran, me chasing him. My eyes were locked on our intertwined hands. His large hand was covering my own smaller one. They were rough and calloused from his guitar playing. It gave him a gruff vibe. "Where are we going?" I asked Andy, trying to peek past his large frame. "You'll see!" He sang, pulling me along. 

It seemed forever, but we stopped. We were in a secluded room, one I had never seen before. It was an office, but was also complete with a futon, coffee table and bed settings. "Wow, what is this?" I marveled. Andy laughed nervously, scratching the back of his neck. "Well, it's kinda my office, but I don't use it often. I usually only use it when I want along time, which is never!" He snorted. (I know i'm going off the show's story line, but just pretend Andy has his own office)I smiled up at Andy's towering 6'2 frame. "Lucky." I laughed. Andy shook his head, plopping down on the futon. I settled next to him, leaning back. "So, what'd you want to talk about?" I asked. Andy sat straighter. "Well...I was wondering if you'd like to go out....on, like, a date?" the curly haired man asked. My eyes widened. He wanted to go out on a date?! With me?! My dreams were coming true! "But I thought you liked Ann." I uttered. Fuck! Why'd I screw it up? He probably doesn't want to date me now. Andy peered over at me, raising his brow. "Ann? Nah, I got over her. She's actually dating Chris now." He sighed. "Oh." An awkward silence filled the void. I could tell Andy was a bit disheartened. "I would love to go on a date with you." I blurted. Andy looked over at me surprised. "Really?" A large grin took up his face. "Awesome sauce!" 

Andy jumped to his feet, raising me as well. He pulled me close and my heart started to race. Was this a friendly hug? Or...a kiss? Was I ready for it to be a kiss? The answer was crystal clear. Of course I was. Andy leaned down, cupping my cheek with his large hand. I stared at him through my lashes. He was close now, and I could feel his warm breath on my lips. Oh, I was so totally ready. Finally, our lips connected. His were so warm and sweet, they moved easily with mine. I reached up, wrapping my arms around his neck. I rubbed his neck, loving the feeling of him close to me. Andy pressed me closer, both of us needing the heat. I moaned at our friction, swiping the bottom of my tongue across my lovers lip. Andy opened his mouth and we fought for dominance, me coming up short. "Andy" my breathy moan escaped my lips. Andy grew even more excited, our lips disconnecting. His traveled down the side of my neck, leaving sloppy kisses. 

I clutched Andy closer when his lips met my collar bone. "Oh, Andy!" I moaned quietly. Andy began to softly suck, his tongue roaming the blissful spot. My mind was fuzzy, the thoughts all muted and faded. Pleasure went through me as Andy continued his assault on my neck. I, however, was able to grasp one clear thought. Pulling away from Andy, I touched his cheek, my heavy pants mixing with his. "Andy, as much as I would love to, we can't...finish here." I pointed out. Andy nodded in agreement. "You're right. Plus, we haven't even had our first date." I nodded. Andy reached down, lifting up my small body. He place himself on the futon, holding me close. I nuzzled my head in his neck, enjoying the feeling of safety I got from Andy, but never from my ex. "If this is what I get for asking you out, I can't wait for what I get when asking you to be my girlfriend." I giggled at his silly comment. 

"Yeh, well, you'll get a lot more than making out." I mumbled, kissing his scruff. 

Ok guys, this was an Andy Dwyer imagine, from Parks and Recreation, asked for by purplefairydusy113! Hope you liked it!

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