Andrew Eldritch Oneshots/Imagines/Preferences

Protective

{Imagine Andrew trying to protect you from public view.}

Y/n= Your name

Warning: Suggestion of Violence

You and Andrew arrived at England, he was invited to have an interview (much to his unfortunate). At first, he wanted to declined, but you encouraged him to do so. Andrew has a hard time saying no to you, so he sigh and said fine. After arriving, you two head to the hotel you two were staying. While you prepare his clothes for tomorrow, he was beginning to get worry and was having a hard time on what to say and how to act. Should he act cocky or be calm for once and try to get this over with.

{The next day}

As the audience erupted laughter with the host's pathetic joke, Andrew didn't laugh but stay silent while regretting already for saying yes. "Now, I know you like to keep your private life, well private." The host begin to say. The audience chuckle at his (again) lame joke. "Now, I couldn't notice, but it seems you have a ring on your left hand, Mr. Eldritch." Andrew knew where this was going, he didn't like it. "Say, you already tight the knot in secret, yes?" The host kept going. "Motherfucker." Andrew said to himself. "It's not always what it seems."

This peeked the host and the audience interest on what it seems, so, the host kept insisting. "Then, confirm it. Are you married?" He asked. Andrew wasn't sure if he wanted to reply that or not. He thought saying his following statement would drop it, but he was wrong. Andrew leaned back to his seat and sat more comfortably. "If you must know, I am, yes." The audience awed in illusion as they clapped. The host clapped as well and chuckle. "That's wonderful, well, congratulations on your marriage. Did you get to have a farewell goodbye to freedom bachelor party?" This made the people laughed again, but Andrew didn't found this funny. Not one bit.

He definitely regret this. "Now, who is your wife, how old is she, what does she do in life, do you two have any children, do you guys want any children?" The host asked eagerly. "Jesus, can this man shut up?" Andrew said to himself. "I don't think my wife has anything to do with my music career. As a matter of fact, I didn't know this was going to be show and tell." The host awkwardly laugh at this, already tension rising. "Surely there's nothing wrong the husband talks good about his wife. Honestly, I think it's rather nice, isn't right?" The host asked to the people. They cheered and Andrew was starting to lose patient.

"I always talk to her nice, plus, I don't want my wife to be in the public view. She wants to stay far away from the view, but if you must know, I can answer one of your countless questions. She's a novelist, next question that's not about her." "Now, now, Mr. Eldritch. The people would like to know about your wife-" The terribly annoying host was beginning to say, until Andrew cut him off. "My marriage is between her and I, not you nor the people. If I were you I would keep the mention of my wife shut or I'll never do this again. That or beat you like a pulp after commercial, which will you prefer, hm?" Andrew threatened.

Everyone stood quiet, shocked at his behavior. The host chuckle nervously as sweat covered his forehead. "Alright guys, we will be back after these commercials, we will be talking about his return of touring? We will be back, folks!" The host announced in a fast pace. Andrew slightly grinned knowing that the annoying, rude man won't bother him with his personal life, especially about you, his wife. He can't wait to go back home and be with you, assuring you, he will always protect you.