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Jandy-cold coffee

This update is for 8k reads, thanks so much guys that is crazy! Onto the oneshot, and like I said, I'm definitely going to post a request tomorrow 🤞

I walk into the Mindy room to see Andy still editing. Mikey has walked into the Rarvey room a few hours ago to tell us that Andy had taken over his editing for the day. I didn't like that idea.

Mikey, being the loyal friend he is, has been telling me recently that Andy has been getting up late in the night and doing work. Writing in his notepad, checking up on our socials and doing live.lys in the middle of the night for roadies who can't watch when we usually do them. As much as I love a dedicated boyfriend, I can't see him losing sleep like this.

I know that the reason I go to get more food is to see how he's doing. He looks okay, but there's dark purple lines under his eyes and several coffee mugs are on the floor beside his bed.

"Oh hey, Jack!" He says loudly, not knowing he's being loud due to his headphones over his ears. I fake a smile and he smiles back.

"Could you get me a coffee, please? I've just finished this." He asks, holding up his cup like a prize. I sigh. He frowns and takes off his headphones, obviously noting my mood change. "What's wrong, babe?"

I walk over to him without making him his drink. I take the mug from his hand and set it down, kneeling amongst the cups littering the floor.

"Andy, you look a mess. You've been overworking yourself, babe." He shakes his head and opens his mouth, but I purse my lips and he stops.

"Andy, love, I'm doing this because I love you and I care about you. I'm not making you another coffee. You've had far too many in the last few days. And it's obviously not because you like it, it started when you started getting up in the night. Yeah, Mikey told me about that," I add when his face goes confused. "And let's not forget the lives, getting out to all of the roadies-"

"That's part of the job, Jack," he says, sitting up straighter. "We've got to connect with the fans, let them know we appreciate them. Then we can grow. As a band, Jack." I can hear a hint of anger in his tone, but mostly his voice is soft. Typical Andy.

"But Andy, you can't do this. You're drinking coffee to keep yourself awake. You've already had..." I look down at the floor and count the mugs- "four coffees today, and it's not even noon! And look. There's eight from yesterday. Andy you might be older than me and you take care of me all the time but remember that you're my boyfriend too. I'm supposed to take care of you, so please..." I choke out the last word, scared that he'll get mad at me and tell me to leave. Or, worse, not get enough sleep. Again.

Instead, he sighs.

"I guess...you're right Jack. You're always right." He stops for a moment. "But now that I've got the caffeine in my system, I'm not gonna be able to sleep, love." I sigh, thinking. I take his face gently in my hands, tracing the dark lines under his eyes. He leans into the touch and I smile a little. I remove my hands and take the laptop off of his lap and throw it on Mikey's bed. Then, I pull him up.

"We haven't gone on a run in days. Both of us hate running, so let's do this." He laughs, then groans.

"You're serious, aren't you."

"Dead serious."

We head out for a run, listening to our own separate music. Even though we don't speak, it's nice to be out, just the two of us. My body is killing me when we get back, and Andy's drenched in sweat. I take my shirt off when we open the door to the flat, both of us sighing, relieved, at the cold air in the flat. Andy and I both go to his room and get him some clothes, then he follows me to my room and watches me pick out some of my own.

"ANDY AND I ARE GOING FOR A SHOWER!" I yell through the house, making sure nobody will walk in on us. Andy can be a little insecure sometimes.

"NO SHOWER SEX!" Rye yells back. I slap my forehead and smile. Andy laughs.

"NO GUARANTEES!" He shouts to Rye. I laugh silently, leaning into Andy, breathless. He pulls me closer and kisses my hair, laughing too, then we head into the shower.

We have a lazy shower, meant for nothing but getting clean. Andy hugs me tightly for a long time, letting the water flow over us. He continues to hug me until the water starts going cold and we have to get out.

We get dressed in the clothes we brought with us, then walk back to my room, because there's less of a chance that someone will disturb us. Andy shares a room in a kitchen, with young boys. We'd be disrupted in there.

We get into the bed and I pull Andy close enough so that he can rest his head on my chest.

"Jack?" He says quietly.

"Yeah, Andy?" I say in the same hushed tone.

"Thank you," He whispers. I watch his eyelids slip over his eyes as I play with his still-wet hair.

"Anytime, baby. Always." And as an afterthought, because I know that he knows, "I love you."

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