Andy had been having a good day. He'd enjoyed two fun dreams with his friends (yay for castle meddling that wasn't a disaster). He'd been for a walk with Zip and shared lunch with Cas who'd seemed a little distracted but clearly didn't want to talk about it). He had been expecting a quiet afternoon watching sitcoms and eating Pringles. He didn't expect the heavy knock on his door. He knew that wasn't a good sign.
Then he heard Kurt's voice and he knew. He gave a heavy sigh and headed for the door, pulling it open, his head tilted to one side. Seeing Kurt crying he could only do one thing, as frustrated as he was. He pulled Kurt into the room and wrapped his arms around him. "Kurt," he muttered. You shouldn't have done that to yourself.