REMDY ONE SHOTS

☾Mess☾

Prompt/request: Andy hates crying in front of people, there for he takes some more extreme measures to never be seen doing so. Remington catches him crying, and Andy's fight or flight response kicks in and he tries to run and hide, Rem catches up to him and fluff and cuddles ensue. I'm not sure if it should be a first meeting, or a 'never seen my partner cry before' thing. I'll let you decide.

Title Credit: Mess- Get Scared
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~Andy's POV~

I wake up to my alarm going off at around 9:30am. When I wake up, I automatically feel like shit and pretty fucking depressed and I don't feel like doing anything.

After laying in bed for a while, I remember that I'm supposed to go to the studio today to record some songs for the new album. I decide that I don't have the energy to do that today, so I text Jinxx telling him that I have a sore throat and can't sing or record anything. He responds telling me that it's fine and we can record when I feel better.

I decide to go downstairs and watch some movies, specifically Batman, to try and make myself feel a little better. I grab my Batman blanket off the bed and wrap it around myself so I can hide in it before walking downstairs.

Once I'm downstairs, I grab the Batman DVD and put in the DVD player. I sit on the end the couch and hug my legs to my chest while keeping my blanket wrapped around me and leaning against the arm rest.

Once the movie plays about half way, I realize that it's not helping much and before I can do anything else, I burst into tears and just start sobbing out of no where. I bury my face in my knees and curl up as tight as I can on the couch.

~small time skip~

I have no idea how long I've been crying for, but the next thing I know is that someone's unlocking my door and coming in.

"Andy, I'm here! Where are you?" I hear the voice of my boyfriend Remington yell.

Shit. I forgot he was coming over today. Dammit. He can't see me like this. Fuck I need to hide.

I get up off the couch as fast as I can and try to run back upstairs before he sees me, but unfortunately he's already found me.

"Andy, whats wrong?" He asks as I'm running out of the living room.

"Hey, wait-" he follows me up the stairs, but I ignore him and run upstairs and into my room as fast as I can.

I run into my room and slam my door shut, and realize that my door doesn't have a lock on it. Shit. And I can't leave cause he's already seen me run up here. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I need to hide.

I start looking around my room for a place to hide before Remington finds me.

CLOSET! I'll hide in the closet.

I run into my closet and sit on the floor, silently crying my eyes out. I pull one of my hoodies off the hanger and put it on so I have something to hide in since I left my blanket on the couch.

I pull the neckline over face so that only my eyes are showing and put my hood up so that it covers my eyes. I also pull the sleeves over my hands. It's a pretty big hoodie, so it's big enough to do that.

I pull my legs into my chest and bury my face in my knees, while covering my face with my hands and continue silently crying.

"Andy, where are you? I just want to know if you're okay! Please come out!" I hear Remington call from the hallway.

He opens the door to my room and I bite my lip and squeeze my eyes shut to try to stay quiet.

"Andy, I know you're in here. Where are you?" He asks in a softer tone.