*Andy's POV*

It was hard, but I pulled away from her lips, breaking the almost electric connection. There was a brief, almost painful jolt at the separation. I kept looking in Gwyn’s eyes. That luminescent mix of light green and smoky gray, I was pretty sure she felt something for me too, something deeper. But I was so nervous, Gwyn had some serious issues, she hated herself, she had been treated so poorly… I didn’t know what to say, I kept hesitating. I knew I couldn’t stop myself, but I wanted to do this right. I ran one hand around her waist, and brushed my big old thumb over her perfect lips. She was confused. She looked downward shyly before kissing my thumb lightly. She was blushing. Fuck, she was so beautiful.

I sighed softly and fussed with my hair. Here goes nothing. “Um… Nothing I think of seems like a good way to say this, I mean, I feel like this isn’t the ideal place, but I really wanted to, um, address this. I mean, I know it’s not classy, and I should wait, but I can’t…” Her face dropped briefly, then turned neutral. Oh, shit, she thought I was dumping her before I had even asked her out! “No! No! Gwyn, no! That’s not what I meant!” She was looking at the ground, still listening, face carefully neutral, but there were unshed tears forming in her eyes. FUCKFUCKFUCK! “Gwyn, listen, please, be my girlfriend?”

She looked up at me, totally confused. "What?” Shit, fucking shit, this is not at all going anywhere near how I had hoped, shit! At least that wasn’t a ‘no?’

I leaned towards her, I wanted to hug her, reassure her, but she was clearly really confused, so I just held her hand. “Gwyn, I don’t fucking care when we met. Fuck what people say, fuck the world. You’re really compassionate, and smart, and you’re funny as shit. And you’re totally gorgeous. Be my woman. Fucking officially, I am asking you out, Doc. Please be my girl?”

“But-“ I leaned in, not wanting to hear her put herself down, and kissed her. I didn't want to pull away, but I had more to say.

“Gwyn, I know how you feel about yourself. I accept it, but I don’t feel that way.” I waggled my eyebrows at her suggestively. “Go steady with me, sexy lady.”

She looked at me, carefully. “Is that really what you want, Andy?”

I wanted to scream my response. That I knew it was arguably somewhat stupid, rationally, to start a relationship after knowing someone for about ~27 hours. That I knew she hadn’t even seen what life was like around me when I was on tour. That I knew that she hadn’t even met anyone that was a part of my life yet, or I hers, apart from her neighbor and receptionist. That I knew she didn’t want to live in California, and that I wasn’t going to move. That I knew she was 11 years older than I was. That I knew the world was going to take a shit over the fact that I, Lord Andy Biersack, as she had put it, was poly and seeing two people. But I was still certain, so certain, that I wanted to call her my partner and face the world together. I knew the rest would follow.

My voice cracked comically, “Yeah.”

She blushed and looked at my knee for a while. “What the fuck, Andy?” But she was smiling! She wiggled our clasped hands back and forth playfully.

I bent down a little. “So?”

She waffled a little. “Jon would be so pissed, Andy. It would look bad to your fans-“ Ok. I had to win her over. She just needed a little nudge. I had just the thing. I had even googled the lyrics earlier in the waiting room, in a weird moment of foresight. At the time, I had only had a nebulous idea of why.

“Gwyn.” I gave her my best smile and continued on in a sing-song voice, not singing per se, but instilling a tune into the words: “I could have brought you roses, or a diamond ring, that’s just material things, this day I want you to be mine, I’m your blood-stained valentine.” Haha! It appeared to be working! Gwyn was clearly shocked that I would serenade her with a Murderdolls song! Thank fucking goodness I was paying attention in her car. Take that, score one for Andy!

“Gwyn-“ She smothered me with a kiss, cutting me off, and I folded her in my arms, feeling her tongue slide against my own. I hoped that was a yes… I also soon found myself struggling not to get an erection, as we were in a hospital, waiting on a doctor.

I broke away from her, and leaned my forehead on hers. I put an arm around her waist, and squeezed her silly little hair bun with my other hand. I bit my lip for a second, took a deep breath, then went for it. “So?”

She looked up at me through her lashes, laughter in her eyes. “Of course, Hot-shot! You really thought for a second I might turn you down?” She burst into the kind of deep, belly laughter you’d expect from a biker with a beer gut. I started laughing too. She had no idea how relieved I was.

I pulled Gwyn to me and we hugged, just hugged, smiling, our foreheads touching. We stayed like that for a long time. I could have stayed like that, with her, forever.

Notes

so that was some seriously fluffy writing. hahahaha! for a jaded, bitter, pessimistic asshole like me to write something like that, i had to, like, seriously try and channel, like, every disney movie i've ever watched. ok, not quite, but you know what i mean. hahahahaha! ;) hopefully it was alright, it's not my forte.

The mystery continues: were the murderdolls assholes? Will Gwyn ever know? Duhn-duhn-duhn!!!!

QOTD: What alignment are you guys?

Lawful Good Neutral Good Chaotic Good Lawful Neutral (True) Neutral Chaotic Neutral Lawful Evil Neutral Evil Chaotic Evil
Not sure? Here’s a test to help you find out:
http://easydamus.com/alignmenttest.html

Here’s my detailed result (not too surprising):

You (anathema) Are:

Chaotic Good

Chaotic Good- A chaotic good character acts as his conscience directs him with little regard for what others expect of him. He makes his own way, but he's kind and benevolent. He believes in goodness and right but has little use for laws and regulations. He hates it when people try to intimidate others and tell them what to do. He follows his own moral compass, which, although good, may not agree with that of society. Chaotic good is the best alignment you can be because it combines a good heart with a free spirit. However, chaotic good can be a dangerous alignment when it disrupts the order of society and punishes those who do well for themselves.


Detailed Results:

Alignment:Lawful Good ----- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (23)
Neutral Good ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (24)
Chaotic Good ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (28)
Lawful Neutral -- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (19)
True Neutral ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (20)
Chaotic Neutral - XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (24)
Lawful Evil ----- XXXXXXX (7)
Neutral Evil ---- XXXXXXXX (8)
Chaotic Evil ---- XXXXXXXXXXXX (12)
Law & Chaos:Law ----- XXXXXX (6)
Neutral - XXXXXXX (7)
Chaos --- XXXXXXXXXXX (11)
Good & Evil:Good ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (17)
Neutral - XXXXXXXXXXXXX (13)
Evil ---- X (1)

In short- anathema comes packing the chaos!!! And has a heart of gold! Yay! Except maybe when grumpy…