Fall Out Boy Imagines

Andy - Your Secret's Out

requested by: me

band member: andy hurley

word count: 777 (ay its my lucky number three times in a row)

era: ab/ap

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Your dark blue sneakers collided with the hardwood in you and your boyfriends' house as you whipped your head back and forth, searching for your tattooed lover. When you entered the kitchen, you smiled, noticing Andy swirling a wooden spoon around in a pot of what was most likely some vegan pasta for your homemade Valentine's Day dinner. He was facing the wall opposite the entrance, so you slid quietly across the tiles. You wrapped your arms around his torso, and the redhead jumped in surprise, causing a giggle to escape your lips. "Hey, babe."

Andy grinned when he saw you, shaking his head as he turned back to the pasta, "Hey."

"Whatcha makin'?" you inquired, peeking over his shoulder to see the bubbling pot, "Noodles?" Andy nodded. "Yummy," You snaked your arm off of his waist and bounced around (with a little too much pep) to face your boyfriend. His blue eyes turned to you as he placed the wooden spoon on a paper towel, leaning lightly against the granite.

"What's up?"

You feigned confusion, knitting your brows together, "What do you mean?"

Andy raised his eyebrows, "You seem awfully jumpy--did you eat all the chocolates?" his eyes shot over to the closed cabinet, where you kept the non-vegan sweets.

"No..." you smiled, "I'll tell you over dinner."

Andy rolled his eyes and turned back to the pan, curiosity glinting in his eyes and a smile tugging on his thin lips. You pecked his cheek and dashed off into the bathroom, grinning like a cheshire cat.

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The kitchen was silent, the only sound being the clinking of forks against porcelain plates and the hushed slurping of vegan alfredo noodles. A bit of the buttery sauce got on your lip, so you giggled and quickly swiped your tongue across your bottom lip. Andy looked up at you, taking a quick sip of his water, "So, what did you want to tell me earlier?" He leaned forward on the table, his cleared plate hidden underneath his tattooed arms as you leaned back, twisting your fork around the remaining noodles on your plate.

"Well..." you looked down, placing your fork gingerly on the tablecloth, "It's Valentine's Day," Andy smiled knowingly, "And I love you so, so much, Andy...I really do."

Andy's brows furrowed, the smile wiping off of his face, "Is something...wrong?"

Your eyes widened and you shook your head, "No, no! Nothing's wrong...okay. Let me start over," you sat up, taking in a deep breath. This was really nerve-wracking. You fiddled with the edge of the tablecloth and made eye contact with Andy, "I have one more present for you."

"You really didn't have to, (Y/N)--"

"Shh," you slid out of the wooden chair and fished out the pregnancy test you had put in your pocket. Andy shot up from his seat, life pouring into his blue eyes and he darted over to you, snatching the test out of your hands. His lively eyes were now glossy as he stared at the plus sign on the test. His lips parted into a orange peel grin, and, without warning, he leaned forward and his lips crashed into yours. Warmth spread through your body and happiness erupted from your stomach. He pulled away moments later.

"We're--we're going to be parents," Andy looked at the test again.

"I've known for a few weeks," you started, "I figured it'd be an awesome Valentine's gift."

"It's the best gift I've ever gotten," Andy smiled and pecked your lips again, "I can't wait to show him--or her--Star Wars and teach them how to play video games and--"

You laughed, "You're going to be an amazing father, Andy," you tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear, "But don't forget about Harry Potter."

"Yes, yes--Harry Potter, too," he giggled. You pulled him into a hug and squeezed his torso, "Oh my god," he pulled away, "We need to tell the guys!"

You nodded, and Andy whipped out his phone and began dialing Pete's number. You examined the pure bliss and excitement in his eyes, the way his feet were doing a little dance on the tiles, the single tear that escaped his ducts. You couldn't help but feel a tear drip down your cheek, and you wiped it away with your sleeve. You were one of the luckiest women alive, and you were more than ecstatic to be having your child with your one true love. Andy put the phone on speaker, and you spilled the news to Pete.

"Ayyy--welcome to the kids club!" Pete laughed, "You both are gonna be great parents."

Pete was right: you and Andy were gonna be fantastic parents.

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A/N: ayy! so here's the second one, and today's valentine's day so i figured why not write a cute, quick, fluffy Andy imagine to gift to you all! well, here it is! 

so, how did you all spend your valentines day? did you hang out with a SO, read fan fiction all day? i spent this holiday hanging out with my baes (aka studying languages and eating the super awesome heart shaped pizza from papa john's...wow i'm a nerd), how about you?

anyways, i'll see you all next imagine!! byee!

~Olivia <3