Band Imagines

BVB - Andy Biersack

Do You Want To Build A Snowman?

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Christmas was your favourite holiday and this year you'd convinced Andy to come back to England with you to celebrate it because you were sick of not seeing snow. Of course, seeing your family was the main reason, but when you were younger it always seemed to snow on Christmas Eve and it became a tradition with your siblings to go outside and build a snowman. Since you'd been out in LA with Andy it hadn't snowed on Christmas Eve and you wanted to share your tradition with your husband and future father of your unborn daughter.

It was the early hours of Christmas Eve when you found yourself in need of the bathroom, the baby always chose odd hours to push down on your bladder. And when you came back to the bedroom in the hotel you were staying at before travelling to your parents in the morning you dared a glance out of the window and let out a tiny squeal.

Andy jolted up in bed and started frantically patting your side of the bed which was empty, he cursed until his eyes landed on you stood by the window transfixed by the snow that was falling heavily outside. He relaxed and got out of bed before shuffling over to you and wrapped his arms around your waist.

"Why are you up babe?"

"It's snowing Andy, look real snow and not that crap fake stuff."

You were trying hard to contain your excitement which Andy found hilarious as he bent down and kissed the top of your head.

"It's just snow love."

You shook your head and started to explain your family tradition. All the while Andy's hands rested on your belly and were caressing in small circles which always calmed you down. Once you finished explaining you turned around to face Andy and pouted.

"I bet you think its stupid right?"

He shook his head.

"It's not stupid babe, I think it's a great tradition and maybe next year you'll be able to share the tradition with our daughter."

Andy just mentioning your daughter bought a smile to your face, the three of you would be a proper family next Christmas and you intended to share your traditions with both of them.

"I love you, Andy."

"And I love you too, but now we sleep because jet lag is killing me."

You chuckle and playfully slap his chest as he manoeuvres the two of you back towards the bed.

"Way to kill the mood, Andy."

He kisses you again, this time capturing your lips before pulling back and smirking.

"The quicker we fall asleep, the quicker we can wake up and build that snowman."