Andrew knew that you had a lot of warring thoughts in your head. It was something he didn’t really bring up with you, but he could tell. He had noticed s dip in your mental health, you hadn’t been getting out of bed and you’ve been forgetting to shower. It made you feel guilty and you hadn’t told Andrew in fear of annoying or burdening him.

It was the early hours of the morning, Andrew was gone at the studio and you had been… thinking.

The thinking tugged you to the bedroom and to a little box under your side of the bed where you kept a few extremely personal belongings to find a gun. Only to open the box and not find it there. You curse under your breath and look around the bedroom to try and find it. The blood in your veins had turned to ice when you didn’t see it there… You knew it was Andrew.

While you were turning the bedroom upside down, you hear the front door open down the hall. It was Andrew… You heard him call for you, announcing his presence. You wanted to go and ask him about the missing gun, but you didn’t want to raise any eyebrows from him… so you just made your way out of the bedroom, leaving the mess behind.

He greets you with a smile and a kiss, but there was something behind that smile. You knew he took it. but it was bet not to say anything. For now…