*Gwyn’s POV*

“You’re the devil.” Andy just chuckled and kissed my forehead. Ridiculous! Andy may be tall, but when horizontal, the playing field had been leveled, buddy! I shimmied further up his chest, smooshing on his shoulder for traction, and bit his jaw for good measure, earning myself a snort. “You are! You must be! You’re insane!” I was grinning like a maniac. That had been awesome sex, and I was not normally a morning sex person.

Andy cocked an eyebrow at me theatrically, grinning. “I’m insane? You’re the one that acted like you’d never even met me, then grabbed at my biz-nazz regardless, woman!”

I popped upwards and pecked him on his cheek. “What can I say, it was such good looking biznazz, I had to give it a tug!” I waggled my eyebrows at him. “Besides, how could I resist the famed charms of Lord Andrew Biersack of the Crystalline Blue Azure Eyes,” Andy opened his eyes extra wide, crossed them, and batted his eyelashes, “the Ultra-Masculine, Strong Jawline,” he jutted his chin out as far as he could, “and the Cheekbones so Sharp they Could Cut Glass?” Andy sucked in his cheeks, making a fish face, and I laughed.

“It’s ok, babe. Most chicks just fall apart when they see me as I really am, just like that. Then I can swoop in, as they are incapacitated from laughter, when they are at their weakest. That’s the true secret of my supposed charms. So don’t be ashamed that you, too, have fallen on the Biersack peen. Apparently many, many times.” I giggled like a total idiot.

“You’re an anus, Andy! You’re a sexy fuck, and you know it! You love it, too!” He was grinning. “That’s right, mister selfie!” I grinned at him, but then my train of thought stopped me cold.

Andy takes selfies all the time. His fans love his selfies. His obsessed fangirls and fans of Black Veil Brides. I love Black Veil Brides. Oh my god! I had to get ready! We had to go, right now! I had to pack! “Oh my god! Andy get up, hurry!”

Andy looked worried. “What’s wrong?”

“We have to shower! I have to pack! I’m going to meet the Black Veil Brides! But first I have to go to the bathroom, don’t come in until I flush!” I ran off to the bathroom excited, frantic, trying to run through all the things I would need for two weeks in my head.

A few moments later, Andy knocked softly on the bathroom door as I was pissing. “Hey, you know I’m in the-“

I cut him off, horrified. “Omifuckingod Andy! We just started dating I am NOT talking to you while I pee yet! NOT YET!!! Go away! NOW!” My stream of pee had even increased in urgency with my disgust at his social faux pas.

Andy scurried away. I heard him muttering “sorry Doc,’ sounding bewildered. Men! Really! How uncouth! First thing in the morning? Good buttfucking grief!

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*Andy’s POV*

Did Gwyn really just say she was going to meet 'the Black Veil Brides?' Umm… I didn’t want to read too much into that. I mean, of course she thought I was an important contributor to the band, right? I mean, she had that tattoo on her back, right? That was specifically related to me, right? So she must respect me on some level?

I couldn’t remember if she’d ever said anything about my writing abilities before… I was too busy looking at her, dammit! Had she? Did she think I was an ornament? That I didn’t have anything to do with any of the melodies, or figuring out how to bridge between a chorus and verse, or… That I was just a voicebox, a puppet? No, no, I was definitely overthinking, surely…

Did she think I was egotistical? That I was using the guys? They were definitely better at playing their instruments than I was, but we were a band. It was like, I dunno, like I imagined it would be to have brothers, but I didn’t have any, so I didn’t really know. Did Gwyn have brothers? I’d have to ask…

I was thinking about this too much. But it kind of bothered me. Chicks took fucking forever to pee. I’d just go, casually, point out that I was in the band too. You know, just to see what happened. To make sure she remembered. That sounded good.

I approached the door, still hearing the sound of girl-pee-stream, and tentatively knocked. “Hey, you know I’m in the-“

I was cut off by a combination of demon-Gwyn voice and a more evil-sounding pee-stream. “Omifuckingod Andy! We just started dating I am NOT talking to you while I pee yet! NOT YET!!! Go away! NOW!”

Warning, warning, abort mission! “Sorry Doc.” I fled back to the bed, and hid under the covers. Fuck waiting for a flush, Gwyn would have to come get me herself. Women were fucking insane! They took forever to pee, got mad if you came within range while they did it, and apparently forgot you were in the same band you were in, oh, just a few days ago. Fancy that. Yes, the one you’d been in for years. Fucking chicks.

I wanted a cigarette, but I was afraid for my balls if I was found smoking instead of dutifully waiting to shower. You know, so we could meet the Black Veil Brides on time. Whoopee.

Though, to be honest, her enthusiasm was kind of adorable. If the guys weren’t nice to her I’d kill them. They were my brothers, and great musicians, but I would still kill them. Everyone else mattered too, but I knew that Gwyn would take the reactions of my bandmates the most to heart. Shit, I hadn’t really thought about that. Hrmmm.

Notes

yay! computer fixed. it is cold, relatively speaking, where i live right now. i just got my copy of acey slade's valentine's for sick minds and it's so fucking slick! the track i can't stop playing right now is 'sting,' it's like, every time i hit that track, i have to play it, like, five times, before i can continue onwards. fucking hit me with that harmonica!

anywho, QOTD is the same as previously, for now:

QOTD (and actually for a while, until no longer applicable):
so, LOJ-Andy and Gwyn are going to go on their car ride in a bit, to the next bvb tour date (in Tacoma, a date that never actually occurred on the Black Mass). for anyone that's read far enough back, you may know that LOJ-Andy was working on a list of questions to get to know Gwyn better. so, here's the question- what would you like LOJ-Andy to ask Gwyn? i have a bunch already, but i thought it might be cool to give anyone a chance to get involved, if they wanted to.

you can send me as many questions as you like. i can't guarantee i'll put anything in, if it's something i'm saving for the sequel, that might not fit, or whatever. but you can message me (if you want it to be a surprise for anyone that might read comments), or you can just comment, and i'll get it. ok, go for it!

(Gwyn is driving, so she probably can't ask Andy a huge list of questions, since she'll be focusing on that & just responding. though if you have one in particular you want her to ask him, that you think would be good, or would fit, let me know, i can let you know what i think.)

p.s.- yes kellyrages, i remember your awesome questions, you are a superstar. *bam* highfive!