wide awake : : ANDRE

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He had made a horrible mistake, Andrew was not a procrastinator. Not usually. He had always been good at getting things done, especially if they were important. But when it came to his niece's death, Andrew had put it off. Telling his husband about the massacre should have been the first thing he did, even before he came home. But honestly, the man felt guilty. He had thrown a party that night. He and Davey were living it up with a couple dozen of his closest friends. Andrew understood that there wasn't anything that he could have done to change what happened. He had no way of knowing it would happen, and even if he did, he wasn't a cop like Andre was. Still, he felt like he should have been in Toronto instead of getting stuck in Michigan when the storm hit. His guilt had kept him silent, and now, it was too late. Natasha had texted him, telling him that one of his coworkers had told him.

Damn it Andre wasn't going to be happy with him. And unlike when Andrew was upset, telling him he shouldn't be wasn't going to work. Besides, he had every right to be angry with him. After all, his son had been at that dance. Sure, he had managed to escape into the locker room, but he was still at that dance. And his mother had been trapped in the gym. If he didn't already know those details, Andrew would have to tell him before it got worse. He was going to be in trouble....but did he really have to be in trouble right away?

He had been away from home. The two hadn't been able to be together since he'd been back. So, after making a few calls and successfully sending everyone in the home elsewhere, including Davey, he dimmed the lights, slipped a Barry Mannilow cd in the player, ready to hit play when Andre got home. He lit some candles and then waited. He wasn't going to be yelled at, because he would be kissing Andre the second he walked in. He wasn't going to be able to avoid it, but he could postpone it. For a while, anyways.