Tumblr prompt from Anonymous: Andy and Sharon having their first couple fight.
A/N: This prompt gave me an excuse to finish one that was in my drafts folder. I abandoned it after Andy moved back home, because it no longer fits in canon, but here you go anyway. A slightly AU first fight.
My Idiot by Kate Rosen
"Andy, what the hell are you doing?!"
"Ouch, damnit!" Andy swore. Sharon's outburst had startled him from his position under the sink in her condo's kitchen, causing him to bump his head on the exposed pipe. "What's with the yelling?" he asked as he rubbed his forehead and slowly stood to face her.
"What part of 'rest and take it easy' do you not understand? Do you want to end up back in the hospital?" Andy had been released from St. Leo's hospital less than one week ago with strict instructions to rest and give his body a chance to continue to heal from his concussion and surgery.
Andy put down the wrench in his hand and sighed. "The drain has been running slow. You complain about it almost every night. I thought I'd take a look and see if there was a clog. It's no trouble, really. It's something I can do lying down," he explained before flashing her one of his trademark grins.
Sharon was not letting his attempt at charm sway her. She folded her arms across her chest and spoke adamantly, "Andy, you were thrown from a moving car, you developed a blood clot, you fell and had a concussion, and you are now recovering from surgery. You need to give your body time to heal. To rest."
"All I do is rest!" He hadn't really meant to raise his voice with her, but he was becoming frustrated. He was not an invalid for Christ's sake! He took a deep breath and continued in a more measured tone, "You and Rusty do my laundry, you drive me around, you cook for me. You shouldn't have to take care of me like that."
"But, I don't mind, Andy. I want to."
"Why, Sharon? I don't understand. Why would you want to do this?" he asked, his voice slowly raising in volume with each phrase.
"Because I love you, you idiot!" Sharon gasped as soon as the words left her lips. She brought a hand to her mouth, wishing she could take them back, but they hung in the air between them. She regretted not the words themselves, but the tone and setting in which they had first been uttered. "Andy, I'm sorr—" she began, but before she could finish, his fingers threaded through her hair to cup the back of her head, and he pulled her to him in kiss filled with more passion than any of their previous ones.
When he pulled back, they were both left breathless. He loosely encircled her in his arms, and spoke in a sincere voice, "Please, don't apologize, Sharon. I'm the one who should be sorry. I'm sorry that I didn't say it first. I love you, too. So much. And I'm sorry that I'm causing you all this worry." He leaned in to kiss her again, but hesitated before he reached her lips. "Wait, did you just call me an idiot?"
Sharon smiled and fiddled with the buttons on his shirt. "Yes, but you're my idiot."
Andy shrugged. "I can live with that," he responded before leaning in to kiss her once more.