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.

I accidentally sniffle which gives away my hiding place, and before I can do anything, Remington opens the closet and kneels down next to me.

I try to get away, but before I can, he grabs me and pulls me into him. I fight against him and try to pull myself out of his arms by hitting him and kicking him (not hard enough to hurt him, but enough to make him let go), but he's too strong for me. Trying to fight while crying doesn't work very well.

"Let me go! I'm fine! Please let me go!" I scream as try to pull away from him.

"Andy, please stop fighting me. I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to help you." He says calmly while trying to hold me so I stay still and stop hitting and kicking him.

I eventually give up and stop fighting, and as much as I don't want to, I cover my face with my hands again and start sobbing and crying my eyes out. He tries to take my hands away from my face, but I don't let him.

Remington moves so he's sitting against the wall of my closet and pulls me onto his lap with my legs in either side of him. He holds me tight as I rest my head on his shoulder, still covering my face and hiding in my hoodie, and just cry my heart out.

He wraps his arms around me tightly and rubs my back to try to calm me down.

"It's okay, Andy. You're safe. I'm not gonna hurt you. You don't have to hide your emotions from me. You can cry all you want to, I'll never judge you or leave you. I love you, Andy. I'm always here for you. You don't even have to tell me why you're upset. I'll still hold you and do whatever I can to comfort you. I love you so much, Andy" he whispers as he hugs me tighter and kisses my head.

I try to tell him I love him too, but I'm crying too hard to get any words out. I can feel my body shaking against him as I cry, but he doesn't seem to mind. My tears are slipping through my hands and dripping onto his shirt since my sleeves slipped down a little, but he doesn't seem to care about that either.

I cry harder, and Remington starts slowly rocking me and keeps rubbing my back to try to calm me down a little.

"Shh, just let it all out baby. It's alright, I got you" he whispers as he holds me tighter kisses my head.

It takes a while, but I eventually am able to calm myself down and stop crying. Once I stop crying, Remington pushes me off him slightly and pulls my hands away from my face since I'm too tired and worn out from crying to resist him. He pulls my hoodie away from my face but leaves the hood up so I can still sort of hide in it. The neckline of the hoodie is wet from my tears, but I'm too out of it to really give a shit.

Remington carefully wipes my tears off my face with the sleeve of his shirt and pulls me into another hug. This time I hug him back just tight. I feel like crying again, so I hide my face in his neck.

"What's going on, babe? Why're you so sad?" He asks. I shake my head.

"Don't want to talk about it." I whisper and hug him tighter.

"That's okay. We don't have to talk. I'm happy to just sit here and hold you if that's what you need." Remington whispers and kisses my head.

I stay here holding onto him with my face in his neck until the urge to cry goes away. A few tears slip out of my eyes, causing his skin to get a little damp. A few more tears slip out and before I know it, I'm full on sobbing again, but silently this time.

Remington realizes that I'm crying again, and rubs my back while quietly singing to me. He's singing his song "Mrs. Infamous", which ends up calming me down. By the time the song finishes, I stop crying and am just leaning against him.

"Do you want to go lay on your bed for a while? It's getting a little uncomfortable in here." He says quietly.

I nod and get off him so we can get out of the closet.

Once we're both out, he takes my hand and leads me to my bed. He sits on my bed against the headboard and pulls me onto his lap again so we're in the same position as we were in the closet.

"I'm sorry" I whisper as I bury my face in his neck again and hold him tighter.

"For what, baby?" He asks as he hugs me tighter and kisses my head.

"For breaking down like that, and hitting you and kicking you when you tried to comfort me." I whisper.

"It's okay baby, you don't have to apologize for being upset. Or for trying to get away from me. But why did you try to push me away? You know is never hurt you or judge you" he asks.

"I really hate crying in front of people. I don't want anyone to think I'm weak or that I'm trying to get attention. And I'm scared that if I show my weakness to other people, they'll hurt me and use it against me" I say back.

"Baby, I promise you I'll never hurt you. You've seen me cry more times than I can count and you've always held me and comforted me. I want to do the same for you." He says as he hugs me even tighter and kisses my head again.

"I love you Remi" I whisper and close my eyes.

"I love you too, Andy" he whispers back.

I yawn and snuggle closer to him.

"Go to sleep babe, it's alright. All that crying had to make you tired, love." He whispers and kisses my head again.

"I love you" I whisper as I fall asleep on his shoulder with him holding me.