Andy was just rolling over in bed, about to close his eyes once again to fall asleep when none other than his infamous alarm clock blared, making him groan and pound the snooze button. Even though it only makes it stay off for what, another nine minutes? It was nine minutes Andy definitely needed. He had a restless night, tossing and turning with no sleep whatsoever, maybe an hour if he was lucky. He was waiting up all night for Joe to come back from his parents house, a good five-hundred miles away. His dad was sick, sadly, and Andy knew Joe had to be there for him, but he missed him terribly. He didn't go with him because of work issues, but he wished he did. He hate being away from Joe for even a second. Joe was Andy's life and everyone knew it. It wasn't hard to tell that they were in love by any means; the way they smile at each other, look at each other, and even act around each other. All in all, they were made for each other.
Andy knew there wasn't any guarantee that Joe would be home last night, but he waited and waited, hoping that any minute, the love of his life would walk through that door and that he could just hug him and never let him go. Sadly, it never happened. Andy stayed up until at least four am, waiting and waiting, but he wound up falling asleep on the couch around four thirty. When he woke up an hour later, he dragged his feet to their room and got into bed, but not before putting a shirt of Joe's on. It was the closest thing to a Joe hug, right?
After thinking about Joe for another hour, Andy finally fell asleep, clutching one of Joe's pillows tightly.
And so here Andy is again, groaning when his alarm clock woke him up for a second time. Considering the nine extra minutes of no sleep, Andy didn't bother hitting the snooze button again. He dragged himself out of bed, but not before looking at the clock when he turned it off. Precisely 9:56 am. He'd set his alarm for nine thirty, so he must have laid in bed for longer than he expected.
He walked to the bathroom, did what had to be done, and then wandered down the stairs for a glass of water. It was Christmas Eve and still no Joe when he walked into the living room. He sighed and then walked into the i!kitchen. He got a glass of water, then made himself a quick breakfast. After he ate, he walked into the living room and turned the tv on, flipping through channel after channel, finally giving up and settling on the movie Elf. Truthfully, Andy loved that movie, so it wasn't as torturous as it sounded. About halfway through the movie, he wound up dozing off again, clutching a throw pillow tightly.
"Andy, you have to wake up," someone said hours later, jolting Andy out of his slumber.
Andy opened his eyes and his mouth dropped open. Standing before him, still holding his bags, was Joe. The love of his life was standing right in front of him. Andy couldn't help himself, so he practically tackled Joe to the ground in the biggest and tightest hug he'd ever given him. Andy could feel Joe smile against the crook of his neck, then Joe hugged him back equally as hard.
"I missed you," Andy told Joe. "I'm so glad you're back."
"I missed you too," Joe responded, not letting Andy go. "I thought about you everyday, every second."
"Same," Andy replied. "How's your dad?"
"Much better," Joe said. "Hey, it's Christmas Eve."
"Yeah," Andy responded.
"You know what that means, right?" Joe asked.
"What?" Andy asked, pulling away and staring at Joe.
"That means we have to do what we always do. We have to bake cookies, sing Christmas carols, and finish the night with some cuddling and Christmas movies," Joe stated.
"I knew I loved you," Andy said.
Oh, he knew it alright, as did Joe. Andy finally pulled all the way away from Joe and then ran after Joe as he ran into the kitchen. The both of them quickly gathered the baking ingredients for the cookies, as well as some cook books. Joe and Andy fought over the books, both of them trying to look at different pages at the same time, but eventually wound up having a laughing attack and settling on simple peanut butter kiss cookies. Andy knew they were Joe's favorites, so he just pushed the other recipes aside and just gave in.
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All I Want For Christmas Is You (Joe Trohman/Andy Hurley Oneshot)
FanfictionA cute little Trohley oneshot c: hope you all like it! And I'm so sorry about the grammar mistakes. I need to fix them, but haven't had the time yet!