Love Me Again

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Andrew wakes up and doesn't see Michael. He sits up and hears the shower running. He gets up and puts the pair of black capri jeans on again. He feels the need to pee and knock on the door. "Michael?" "Yeah?" "I need to use the bathroom..." "Come in..." 

Andrew opens the door and sees a fogged up glass shower. He fumbles with the button and zipper. He got them on but getting them off is another thing. He feels his face heating up and he gives up. He peed himself. He leaves and tears flow. He can't believe it. He hears the door open. 

"What's wrong?" Andrew whines. "I-I..." Andrew tuns around. Michael sees and looks at him. "It's fine..." Andrew shakes his head. "I p-peed..." "Get the shirt wet?" Andrew shakes his head. "Here..." Andrew watches as Michael, who is still damp, with just a towel on.

 Andrew blushes and takes the pants off. "Here..." Michael hands him a pair of boxers. Andrew tries to get his pants off and huffs. Michael chuckles and kneels on the floor. He unbuttons his jeans and Andrew takes his feet out. Michael looks at him. "Can I take these off?" 

Andrew closes his eyes and shakes his head. "Andrew... you're okay. Andrew walks away. "What's wrong, Andrew?" Andrew turns around. "C-can I be a-alone..." Michael gets up and pulls a pair of boxers on himself. He also puts a pair of sweatpants on. "I'll be watching TV..." 

Michael leaves and Andrew sits on the bed crying. He needs help doing things but he's not at all good in trusting others. He leaves the room. "M-Michael..." "Yeah?" "Help me..." Michael goes back to the bedroom with Andrew and Andrew looks at him. "I c-can trust you, r-right?" 

Michael nods. "Of course..." Michael helps him out of his boxers and puts a clean pair on him. "Want a new shirt?" Andrew nods. Michael gets up and goes through his suitcase to find a light cotton candy blue oversized three-quarter sleeved t-shirt. 

Michael helps him out of the one he has on and help him put the new one on. Andrew smiles. "Hungry?" Andrew nods. Michael grabs his hand and they go to the sitting area on the plane. Andrew sees a few different foods. "Pilot, can we land for breakfast?" "Sure..." 

The plane slowly lands. They sit there and Michael sees Andrew have a difficult time eating with his left hand. "Need help?" Andrew nods. Michael gets up and feeds him. "So... you need help, changing and eating... and going the bathroom..." Andrew blushes. "And h-help washing u-up..." 

Michael nods. "You can't get the cast wet..." "How am I s-supposed to take a s-shower... o-or bath?" "I c-could help..." Andrew looks at him. "I t-trust you..." "Everything above the waist, the legs and feet... keep your boxers on..." "S-sure..." 

Andrew and Michael finish eating and they take off again. "Why so long?" "We take it slow because if there's a storm..." "Um.. Sir... there's a hurricane brewing in New York, we can't land in New York.. we need to land now..." "Okay, land..." 

Andrew doesn't like hurricanes... they bring thunder and lightning. Andrew goes to the bedroom and goes under the covers to take a nap. "Andrew?" "Hmm?" "Oh, were you trying to sleep?" Andrew nods. "Tired?" "Yeah..." Michael strips to his boxers and lays next to him. 

"Let's take a nap..." Andrew nods. "Thanks for e-everything..." "It's nothing... Alex will never get you..." Andrew nods and cuddles up to Michael. Andrew feels deep down inside... he's falling for Michael in a way. It's kind of scary. "M-Michael?" "Hmm?" Andrew looks at him. 

"C-can I ask you s-something..." "Sure..." "O-other than Ariana... who d-did you d-date?" "There was Ariana, Julia, Monica, Rachel, Sophia, and then there was Matthew, Derek, Max, Austin, Dillon, then another Dylan, Robbie, Josh, Jason, Tyler, Adam, Brian, Jordan... that's it... always dated someone... never had sex though, couldn't risk getting an STD or something..." 

Andrew nods. "You?" Andrew blushes. "No one... Alex... he took everything from me..." Andrew feels tears and Michael wipes his eyes. "No, Alex didn't take anything... you are still innocent and still have your virginity... he might have had sex with you but it wasn't consensual and you didn't tell him to do that..." 

Andrew cries and hides in Michael's chest. "Thank you..." Andrew hiccups and sniffs. "W-would you........." Andrew sighs. Michael looks at him. "What?" "B-Be my... first time?" Andrew looks away. "Andrew... I would but you have a broken arm and everything with your brother..." 

"You're not like him..." Michael looks at him. "Tonight... I'll have my pilot leave and go grab us some dinner..." "O-okay..." "I'll need to leave and grab some condoms and lube..." Andrew looks at him. "What a-are those..." Michael looks at him. 

"Condoms are for protection so you don't get any diseases and I don't and lube is so I don't hurt you..." Andrew nods. "Never..." "He never did, did he..." Andrew nods. "Would it be okay if I called my personal doctor to get you tested before tonight?" 

Andrew nods and Michael calls the doctor. "Yeah, I need you to check someone... okay, five?" Michael hands up. "Five o'clock he'll be here..." "He?" "The doctor... I'll be right there with you..." Andrew nods. "What's he gonna do?" "Just check you to make sure you're okay to have sex..."