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Andy’s P.O.V.

We spent about a month debating how we would do it. We cycled through a dozen possibilities, but before we could ever come to a decision we ended up just falling into a heated lovemaking session. It was fun, but, as you can imagine, not particularly effective. Only after the new Black Veil Brides album dropped (essentially freeing up all the time I’d been spending either editing or promoting) did we really talk about this.

“So…” I asked, playing with his fingers. I was laying facing him, foreheads pressed together. “Anyway, about that thing we were talking about.”

“Oh, yeah. What were we talking about?”

“Coming out.” I reminded him. “Listen, I’m thinking we should just get it over with, y’know?”

“So…twitter?”

“Nah, twitter is annoying. I mean just tell people really publically so now it’s out there.”

“What were you thinking?” he asked, now playing with my misfits tattoo on my index finger.

“Well, it’s a little corny.” I admitted, smiling as I thought of my most recent idea.

“What, you gunna post a picture of me on instagram and caption it ‘bae’ or something like that?”

“No.” I said with slight offense in my voice, only to giggle when I thought about it. “Not at all. I was thinking something else. Something really public.”

“Care to explain?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. And so I did, watching as his face went red while I talked. I knew it was a bit of a volatile situation, but it was also the most romantic way I could think of doing this.

“When would we do that?” He asked, tone somewhat nervous.

“Actually, I already know the day we could do it. Y’know your first day off on the next tour?”

“Uh….the sixth?”

“Yep. Well we have a show that day so I was thinking with our last song we could do it.”

“Are you sure? You don’t think that’ll turn into a nightmare?”

“Of course not.” I pecked his lips. “Trust me, it’ll be awesome.”

********

I called him the night before to make sure he was feeling alright and wasn’t getting cold feet. My knees pressed to my chest as I waited for his skype call to pick up, resting my chin on them. Having to part with him once again sucked, but now that everyone knew I didn’t have to worry about being discreet about being with him. Though if you asked Jake, I wasn’t doing that good of a job to begin with.

“Hey you.” I smiled when his face appeared. There was a second lag between us before a smile spread over his face.

“Hey to you too. I’ve been sitting here waiting for like ten minutes.”

“We agreed on 8, didn’t we?” I asked, head tilting.

“We did. I’ve just been waiting since 7:50. I didn’t wanna risk missing you.”

“Aw, well aren’t you sweet.” I grinned. I had to keep myself from involuntarily trying to kiss his face on the screen. “You nervous for tomorrow?”

“I’m anxious to see you.” He admitted, playing with the scruff on his chin. “I can’t believe in less than 6 hours we’re going to be in the same city.”

“I know, right? I just want to hold you.”

“I feel the same. Although, I must admit, I’m pretty nervous about the show.”

“I know, I am too.” I told him, playing with the hem of my pants leg. “But I’m also excited to just get it out with, y’know?”

“I do.” He nodded. I couldn’t resist tittering. “What?”

“Nothing. Just that I’m hoping that’s not the last time I hear you say that.”

“Shut up!” he said after bursting into a fit of giggles.

“I’m serious! Maybe next time you do we’ll be a lot less nervous.”

“Oh screw that, I’m going to be sweating like a pig while I’m waiting for you.”

“Woah, wait, why do you assume I’m going to be the one walking up the aisle?”

“Uh….dibs?” he suggested, getting me to laugh once again.

“Well we can figure it out when we get that far. If nothing else I guess it’s good we’re doing this now. Y’know, before we’re making wedding plans.”

“Good point.” He agreed, laughing quietly again. It was only when he wiped his eyes that I realized he was crying softly, making me panic.

“Baby? Baby what’s wrong?” I asked him lovingly, touching his face on the screen gently even though he couldn’t see or feel it. “C’mon, talk to me. What’s wrong?”

“I-I’m happy.” He stuttered quietly, rubbing his eyes. “I am.”

“Then what’s with the tears?”

“You don’t get it. I’m so happy that I can’t contain myself. I never thought I’d feel this way about someone and now look at us. We’re a serious, committed couple. We’re probably going to spend the rest of our lives together. Do you know how amazing that is?” he asked, voice somewhat even now. The way he spoke, so passionately dedicated our relationship, had me a bit choked up too.

“I understand completely.” I spoke past the hard lump in my throat.

“See? Now you’re crying too.” He laughed slightly despite his tears.

“N-No I’m not.” I pushed back against the obstruction. “I’m just so filled with love that it’s coming out of my eyes.”

“Fuck you and your romantic side.” He laughed again. “I wish I could kiss you.”

“I’ll be kissing you soon enough.”

********

“You still ready for this?” he asked me, his arms draped around my neck as we waited. The cheer of the crowd just outside the curtain was so intense that you could feel it reverberating through the stage floor. His mouth was right against my ear, but he was still almost yelling.

“I’m positive.” I told him, my hands cupping either side of his face. “I love you,”

“I love you too” he shouted, pulling me closer. I moved my hands from his face to around his waist, pulling him tighter to my body. He nuzzled into my neck, making me giggle at the tickling of his breath against my skin. I would’ve stayed like that for much longer had it not been for Ashley, who tugged at the back of my leather vest.

“Andy! Let’s go!” He yelled just loud enough for me to hear. My groan was lost to the overpowering din, pulling away from Austin in reluctance. I watched all my friends run out on stage first in their usual order, only glancing back to Austin and shooting him a thumbs up before running out to join them. I had to be extra careful during my performance to not get nervous and forget my lyrics, something I’d had a nasty habit of earlier in my musical career. The crowd didn’t notice though, just loving the show that we were giving them. They only grew more ravenous with every passing song, so I knew that the finale was going to be charged.

The guys knew what was coming, which explained why they weren’t surprised when I began my little speech, trying even furthermore to not get myself wound up.

“You guys have a good time tonight out there?” I asked into my mic after tossing a half drank water bottle into the crowd, knowing that they loved when I did weird shit like that. I was answered with a loud, enthusiastic scream from the people stood before me on the floor of the venue. I patted the air in attempt to make them quiet, something hard enough to do when you’re not battling butterflies. “I’m glad you guys could come out tonight to support us and the awesome bands we’re touring with.” Which was met with another scream. I told them to quiet once again, feeling a twinge in my stomach.

“Now usually for you guys we play our big money song In The End” And another wave of screams, which I only waited thirty seconds for. “But today is different. Today I want to make a special dedication to someone who’s been very important person to me for, oh god, almost a year now.” And of course once again, there was a loud scream. I could see it in the way they were holding up their phones to record me, they were chomping at the bit to know who I was talking about. I couldn’t be too annoyed though, I would want to know too. “We’ve had our ups and downs but I really do care about this person. I’m so glad to have them in my life, and I hope they are for a very long time. Going out to them, this is rebel love song.”

The crowd erupted once again into a fit of screams, but I could see it in their eyes. The ravenous desire to know who this elusive lover was. Ash caught my eye while Jake played his intro, winking at me dubiously. I rolled my eyes and brought the microphone to my lips, singing with as much feeling behind my words as I could muster, being ever so mindful of the man who those words were truly intended for. Remembering that he was only a few feet away from me behind stage.

“Nothin’s gonna change my mind. We can leave it all behind. Nothings, going to stop us, no not this time.” I sang at the top of my lungs, trying as hard as I might not to get choked up. “So take your hand in mine, it’s ours tonight.”

“This is a rebel love song!” A familiar voice joined in my in ear. The looks on the crowds faces’ was absolutely priceless, some of them looking like they might actually burst into tears. Once again, I couldn’t keep myself from beaming while belting out the ending bridge of the song, one of my arms snaking around Austin’s waist and pulling him tight to my body. My gaze met his, and I couldn’t find it in myself to break away. When the song came to a close, the kids were still screaming at the top of their lungs, just as spellbound by us as I was by Austin.

“I bet none of you motherfuckers expected to see this when you came to the show tonight, did you?” I asked, getting even more high pitched cries. I couldn’t help it though. “I bet you thought you were just going to watch me hang off of Ashley or Jake like usual but no, you get to see your favorite lead singer come out as publically as possible.” I acted as if I was talking to my friends, and not like I was only five feet above a little less that 2,000 people. I liked getting to connect with them like that, but I loved how supportive they were being. Probably because of all the new fanfiction that would come of it, but it was appreciated none the less. I still wore a broad grin on my lips as I waited for them to quiet enough for me to speak, then turned my head to Austin. “Well? You got anything you wanna say?”

“Yeah.” Was all it took to usher forth another wave of overjoyed shrieks, only to quiet when he removed the mic from my hands. He cleared his throat and blew into the mic.

“My boyfriend is better than any of yours!” He exclaimed before pulling me into a passionate kiss, causing the gathered massed to let out cries of pure glee. I didn’t attempt to stop him, wrapping my arms around his torso and squeezing our bodies as close as I could will them. In that moment, nothing could ruin what we had.

Description
Andy’s P.O.V.

We spent about a month debating how we would do it. We cycled through a dozen possibilities, but before we could ever come to a decision we ended up just falling into a heated lovemaking session. It was fun, but, as you can imagine, not particularly effective. Only after the new Black Veil Brides album dropped (essentially freeing up all the time I’d been spending either editing or promoting) did we really talk about this.

“So…” I asked, playing with his fingers. I was laying facing him, foreheads pressed together. “Anyway, about that thing we were talking about.”

“Oh, yeah. What were we talking about?”

“Coming out.” I reminded him. “Listen, I’m thinking we should just get it over with, y’know?”

“So…twitter?”

“Nah, twitter is annoying. I mean just tell people really publically so now it’s out there.”

“What were you thinking?” he asked, now playing with my misfits tattoo on my index finger.

“Well, it’s a little corny.” I admitted, smiling as I thought of my most recent idea.

“What, you gunna post a picture of me on instagram and caption it ‘bae’ or something like that?”

“No.” I said with slight offense in my voice, only to giggle when I thought about it. “Not at all. I was thinking something else. Something really public.”

“Care to explain?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. And so I did, watching as his face went red while I talked. I knew it was a bit of a volatile situation, but it was also the most romantic way I could think of doing this.

“When would we do that?” He asked, tone somewhat nervous.

“Actually, I already know the day we could do it. Y’know your first day off on the next tour?”

“Uh….the sixth?”

“Yep. Well we have a show that day so I was thinking with our last song we could do it.”

“Are you sure? You don’t think that’ll turn into a nightmare?”

“Of course not.” I pecked his lips. “Trust me, it’ll be awesome.”

********

I called him the night before to make sure he was feeling alright and wasn’t getting cold feet. My knees pressed to my chest as I waited for his skype call to pick up, resting my chin on them. Having to part with him once again sucked, but now that everyone knew I didn’t have to worry about being discreet about being with him. Though if you asked Jake, I wasn’t doing that good of a job to begin with.

“Hey you.” I smiled when his face appeared. There was a second lag between us before a smile spread over his face.

“Hey to you too. I’ve been sitting here waiting for like ten minutes.”

“We agreed on 8, didn’t we?” I asked, head tilting.

“We did. I’ve just been waiting since 7:50. I didn’t wanna risk missing you.”

“Aw, well aren’t you sweet.” I grinned. I had to keep myself from involuntarily trying to kiss his face on the screen. “You nervous for tomorrow?”

“I’m anxious to see you.” He admitted, playing with the scruff on his chin. “I can’t believe in less than 6 hours we’re going to be in the same city.”

“I know, right? I just want to hold you.”

“I feel the same. Although, I must admit, I’m pretty nervous about the show.”

“I know, I am too.” I told him, playing with the hem of my pants leg. “But I’m also excited to just get it out with, y’know?”

“I do.” He nodded. I couldn’t resist tittering. “What?”

“Nothing. Just that I’m hoping that’s not the last time I hear you say that.”

“Shut up!” he said after bursting into a fit of giggles.

“I’m serious! Maybe next time you do we’ll be a lot less nervous.”

“Oh screw that, I’m going to be sweating like a pig while I’m waiting for you.”

“Woah, wait, why do you assume I’m going to be the one walking up the aisle?”

“Uh….dibs?” he suggested, getting me to laugh once again.

“Well we can figure it out when we get that far. If nothing else I guess it’s good we’re doing this now. Y’know, before we’re making wedding plans.”

“Good point.” He agreed, laughing quietly again. It was only when he wiped his eyes that I realized he was crying softly, making me panic.

“Baby? Baby what’s wrong?” I asked him lovingly, touching his face on the screen gently even though he couldn’t see or feel it. “C’mon, talk to me. What’s wrong?”

“I-I’m happy.” He stuttered quietly, rubbing his eyes. “I am.”

“Then what’s with the tears?”

“You don’t get it. I’m so happy that I can’t contain myself. I never thought I’d feel this way about someone and now look at us. We’re a serious, committed couple. We’re probably going to spend the rest of our lives together. Do you know how amazing that is?” he asked, voice somewhat even now. The way he spoke, so passionately dedicated our relationship, had me a bit choked up too.

“I understand completely.” I spoke past the hard lump in my throat.

“See? Now you’re crying too.” He laughed slightly despite his tears.

“N-No I’m not.” I pushed back against the obstruction. “I’m just so filled with love that it’s coming out of my eyes.”

“Fuck you and your romantic side.” He laughed again. “I wish I could kiss you.”

“I’ll be kissing you soon enough.”

********

“You still ready for this?” he asked me, his arms draped around my neck as we waited. The cheer of the crowd just outside the curtain was so intense that you could feel it reverberating through the stage floor. His mouth was right against my ear, but he was still almost yelling.

“I’m positive.” I told him, my hands cupping either side of his face. “I love you,”

“I love you too” he shouted, pulling me closer. I moved my hands from his face to around his waist, pulling him tighter to my body. He nuzzled into my neck, making me giggle at the tickling of his breath against my skin. I would’ve stayed like that for much longer had it not been for Ashley, who tugged at the back of my leather vest.

“Andy! Let’s go!” He yelled just loud enough for me to hear. My groan was lost to the overpowering din, pulling away from Austin in reluctance. I watched all my friends run out on stage first in their usual order, only glancing back to Austin and shooting him a thumbs up before running out to join them. I had to be extra careful during my performance to not get nervous and forget my lyrics, something I’d had a nasty habit of earlier in my musical career. The crowd didn’t notice though, just loving the show that we were giving them. They only grew more ravenous with every passing song, so I knew that the finale was going to be charged.

The guys knew what was coming, which explained why they weren’t surprised when I began my little speech, trying even furthermore to not get myself wound up.

“You guys have a good time tonight out there?” I asked into my mic after tossing a half drank water bottle into the crowd, knowing that they loved when I did weird shit like that. I was answered with a loud, enthusiastic scream from the people stood before me on the floor of the venue. I patted the air in attempt to make them quiet, something hard enough to do when you’re not battling butterflies. “I’m glad you guys could come out tonight to support us and the awesome bands we’re touring with.” Which was met with another scream. I told them to quiet once again, feeling a twinge in my stomach.

“Now usually for you guys we play our big money song In The End” And another wave of screams, which I only waited thirty seconds for. “But today is different. Today I want to make a special dedication to someone who’s been very important person to me for, oh god, almost a year now.” And of course once again, there was a loud scream. I could see it in the way they were holding up their phones to record me, they were chomping at the bit to know who I was talking about. I couldn’t be too annoyed though, I would want to know too. “We’ve had our ups and downs but I really do care about this person. I’m so glad to have them in my life, and I hope they are for a very long time. Going out to them, this is rebel love song.”

The crowd erupted once again into a fit of screams, but I could see it in their eyes. The ravenous desire to know who this elusive lover was. Ash caught my eye while Jake played his intro, winking at me dubiously. I rolled my eyes and brought the microphone to my lips, singing with as much feeling behind my words as I could muster, being ever so mindful of the man who those words were truly intended for. Remembering that he was only a few feet away from me behind stage.

“Nothin’s gonna change my mind. We can leave it all behind. Nothings, going to stop us, no not this time.” I sang at the top of my lungs, trying as hard as I might not to get choked up. “So take your hand in mine, it’s ours tonight.”

“This is a rebel love song!” A familiar voice joined in my in ear. The looks on the crowds faces’ was absolutely priceless, some of them looking like they might actually burst into tears. Once again, I couldn’t keep myself from beaming while belting out the ending bridge of the song, one of my arms snaking around Austin’s waist and pulling him tight to my body. My gaze met his, and I couldn’t find it in myself to break away. When the song came to a close, the kids were still screaming at the top of their lungs, just as spellbound by us as I was by Austin.

“I bet none of you motherfuckers expected to see this when you came to the show tonight, did you?” I asked, getting even more high pitched cries. I couldn’t help it though. “I bet you thought you were just going to watch me hang off of Ashley or Jake like usual but no, you get to see your favorite lead singer come out as publically as possible.” I acted as if I was talking to my friends, and not like I was only five feet above a little less that 2,000 people. I liked getting to connect with them like that, but I loved how supportive they were being. Probably because of all the new fanfiction that would come of it, but it was appreciated none the less. I still wore a broad grin on my lips as I waited for them to quiet enough for me to speak, then turned my head to Austin. “Well? You got anything you wanna say?”

“Yeah.” Was all it took to usher forth another wave of overjoyed shrieks, only to quiet when he removed the mic from my hands. He cleared his throat and blew into the mic.

“My boyfriend is better than any of yours!” He exclaimed before pulling me into a passionate kiss, causing the gathered massed to let out cries of pure glee. I didn’t attempt to stop him, wrapping my arms around his torso and squeezing our bodies as close as I could will them. In that moment, nothing could ruin what we had.