Everyone Has Fears (A Jadam Story)

Happy Ending (Part 3)

Adam's POV

   So it's been half a year already and James trusts me with taking my medicine and doing everything the doctor told me to do. He has been leaving the house more often for things like getting groceries and getting medication for me. Stuff like that.
   James has been a nice 'wife' so far... I guess. It's weird calling him that but i enjoy it in a way and it's kinda some kind of joke we make cuz well, hes like my wife n stuff. He really acts like one too. Nagging... but in a caring way. He can be a bit annoying sometimes but I still like- no love his company none the less.
    He seems to really like it when I call him that. He always turns super red when I shout, "Honey! Can you get me a choccy milk please?!?" from the other room and it's super hilarious and I always laugh when he comes into my room to give me my drink with a beet red face.
    But even with an great wife by my side, my sadness  and dark thoughts are still floating around. They're so hard to get rid of. They just dont seem to go away and alway pound me with the same bullshit I know isnt true but they still manage to kill my spirit.
    I've been super tired recently too. All this medication and therapy sessions. They're all so damn expensive and it would be a whole lot cheaper if I could just stop feeling all useless all the time. Even though the intensity of my bad emotions arent as powerful as before... I cant help but still feel like shit. James is out there getting all my crap for me out there and I'm just lazing away all stupid.   
    I really dont get what he sees in me... looking at me with those loving eyes all the damn time. They're honestly so beautiful- so beautiful in fact,  I dont even think I deserve those eyes looking at me...
     Wish I could be more useful and I wish i could give more smiles to James and my other friends and relatives. But nope. My mind says no. I try to be positive I really do. But something in my brain isn't working right or some shit cuz I always feel like something's always wrong and that I'm commiting a crime just for fucking breathing.
    Apparently that's a major criminal offense because I feel that every goddamn second of every goddamn day. May sound dramatic but I that's how I fucken' feel.  I just don't feel happy like I'm supposed to. Then I start wondering why until I feel like my brain is gonna explode.

James POV

   I'm so worried about Adam right now. Hes probably very lonely at this very moment and that's what's stressing me the hell out! It's only been like an hour but I hope hes alright...
    I'm on my way back now... probably like two blocks away from where he lives and I'll be able to see him again. Maybe today is the day I'll make it official. The day I'll make our relationship start. Officially

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   I unlock the door with the spare house keys Adam gave me. Swing the door open and- ADAMS LAYING MOTIONLESS ON THE FLOOR-
    In an instant I'm by his side. He notices my presence and starts crying. Tears fall from his eyes to the floor with whimpering and silent sobs.
    "Adam! Are you okay...?" "....no.... no I'm not" he says between sobs. He then starts wailing and crying even more. "You're fine. You're okay." I said before embracing him into a hug. His tears making my shirt soggy in just a matter of seconds. Poor Adam... cant imagine what he must be feeling right now...
    "James- please- please just tell me if I'm being a nuisance to you..." He says desperately wanting me to tell him what he doesn't want to hear. "No, no you're not. You're not." "You can tell me the fucking truth- I swear I wont bother you again if you tell me that I'm being annoying-"
    " Adam! No!! you're not a nuisance. You're not annoying! Not at all... not one bit, in fact, you're the best thing that has ever happened to me. You are the joy in my life. Nothing you do will ever make me even a little bit mad at you neither will anything you do change my opinion about you. No matter what you do, you will always be the person I love the most in this world."
   He stops sobbing and just stares at me. His glossy eyes filled with sadness mixed with joy still had tears falling from them except this time... there was a hint of happiness and glee inside of them. A small smile forming on his face.
    "You're lying... you have to be..." He extends his hand in disbelief. "Nope, not at all!" I grab his hand and hold it. He chuckles. Even after having a mental breakdown his smile is just as beautiful as ever. He wipes his eye with the back of his hand but before he could wipe the other one I reach out and wipe it for him.
    My hand lingers on his cheek and he leans into the touch. A blush forms on my cheeks as he stares into my eyes with a genuine smile just before he passes out from exhaustion. I catch him just before he hit the floor.
    He's now resting in my arms and sleeping like a big baby. I cant help but fangirl a little inside. "I love you so much..." After sitting there with him for a good while and enjoying the stunning view, I decide to take him to his bed.
     I lift him like a dad would while taking his child to bed. Now, I'm not Dwayne the rock fucking Johnson or anyone like that but Adam's not as heavy as I thought he would be. Still he's heavy and I struggle a bit going to his room.
     Once I get him to his bed and put him down he shifts a bit to get comfortable. Adorable. Everything about him is so damn cute. I have no clue why but he just is.

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   A few hours(and a few photoshoots) later Adam finally starts stirring. He croaks out a "Morning sunshine." I roll my eyes, unable to keep my face from heating up, "It's 6pm actually." He groans as he gets up, rubbing his forehead. Poor thing must have a headache.
     "Are you okay? Do you need any medicine??" I say, making way toward the bathroom. "Ill get you some headache medi-" I'm cut off when Adam grabs my shirt. "No. No.... just stay with me... please." His eyes were practically begging me to stay by his side. How could i refuse?
     
     I sit on the bed next to him. Adam sighs, "I'm sorry James. I'm sorry for being so clingy but I just can't  function without you." I reach my hand out to cup his cheek, "There's nothing wrong with that. Honestly I can't function without you either." "But..." He starts taking my hand off his cheek but not wanting to let go, "I still don't know if we even feel the same way about each other."
     I grab his other hand with my free hand and bring them together, "I love you, Adam." His eyes widen. "Are you serious??" "Of course, no one is as special to me as you are."  He looked as if he didn't believe me, in total disbelief.
     "James, I love you too." He said finally. It was if the world suddenly became perfect. Everything was right. Finally, everything was right in the world. At least in my mind.
    
     
    
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And so everything was right in the world (at least for them).
And now this story is officially finished. 5 years later :>
Thanks for reading.
<very sorry it took so damn long to whoever the fuck was waiting for this>