scrapped jadam oneshots :')

the accident

three scrapped oneshots today cause i have so many and also this fandom is dying and lacking content :(

I shiver in the chilly hospital room. The thin jacket I have not helping in the slightest. Adam lays next to me, with millions of chords everywhere, keeping him stable. I sigh, wondering why I'm even here.

I look up from my hands and see Adams eyes open, squinting at the bright hospital lights. "Holy crap. You're awake, Adam!" He looks at me for a second. "Who? Is that me who you're talking to? Is that my name?" I freeze and stare at him. "You don't... remember?" He shakes his head, "Am I suppose to remember you too?"

I stare at him in shock. He's lost his memory! I thought the doctors said that was highly unlikely! I quickly reach to the nurse button by his bed and click it a few times. Adam whimpers a bit and holds his hand out at me, making a grabby motion. "What?" Adam just looks at me with puppy dog eyes, continuing to grab at the air.

I can't believe I'm doing this... I take Adams hand in mine and rest it on the side of the bed as I wait for the nurses to arrive.

After a mere few seconds of awkward hand holding, the nurses arrive. I pull my hand away and turn to them, "He just woke up and I don't think he remembers anything." One nurse nods and starts asking Adam questions while the other ushers me out.

-

I keep coming to visit Adam. The doctors informed me and Adams family that he did indeed lose his memory. Now today he's being released. He's family weren't able to make it, so I'm bringing him home.

"What does this do?" Adam asks, pointing at yet another button in my car. "Heats your seat up." He gasps, "You can do that?? Control the temperature?!" I nod and he stares at the button longingly, "Can I press it?" I nod again. The button lights up as he pushes it. "Just wait for it to heat up. Adam nods.

After I few minutes I glance over to him. A dorky grin sits on his face as he admires the seat. It doesn't take long for him to get curious about another button and start asking about it.

Eventually, he stops asking questions (probably because he ran out of things to ask). "Hey, James?" I hum and keep my eyes on the road. "I really like you. You've been by my side since I woke up and uh... I was wondering..." He pauses for a second, "Do you wanna maybe go out on a date with m-" I immediately slam my foot on the brakes. Lucky for me, there weren't any cars behind us. I quickly pull the car to the side of the road.

"Sorry, what??" I turn straight to Adam and stare at him, shock clearly covering my face. "I asked if you wanna go on a date with me," he states, completely unfazed. "Wh-why would you-" Then it hits me. He doesn't remember.

"Adam, we um... we used to date a few months ago but we... we broke up." Adam stares at me for a second. "We broke up? Why would we break up?" "Reasons." We sit in silence until another question sparks in Adams mind, "Who ended our relationship?"

I really hate talking about 'us.' It was lovely while it lasted but my heart ended up broken. "You." "What? Why would I do that?? You're the kindest, most adorable person I know!" Frustration fills me as I relive our break up, "Well, past you knew better people apparently!" I didn't want this to happen but now I'm crying. Over a dumb breakup. I can't believe this.

Adam places a hand on my shoulder to comfort me but I quickly swat it away. "I don't want your pity. Let's just get you home," I grumble. Adam sinks into his seat and stares straight forward.

Maybe I was a little harsh? No, he broke up with me. That's his fault, not mine. But he doesn't know any better. That doesn't change what he did though! This is ridiculous. I can't wait to go home.

I pull into Adams driveway and open the door for him. "Alright, there you go." He looks at me with sad eyes that make me feel the most guilt I ever have.

Before I can say goodbye my phone rings. "Hello? Oh hey Caleb," Adam stares at me while I talk to his brother, "Uh-huh. Wait, what? No. No way. You never said I needed to do that!" I groan and roll my eyes, "Fine."

I hang up and turn to Adam. "Inside." I walk ahead of him and into his house. "I thought you were leaving?" "You need to have someone keeping track of your health. And you're family is just so fricking busy at the moment that I have to be that someone."

I march through the house and drop Adams bags of clothes and such on the floor. "Okay, so... what now?" "I dunno. Shower? Change?" I suggest sarcastically. "Right..." I walk over to Adams couch to sit down. I look at it, hesitating. I remember all the movies we watched on this couch. All the sweet kisses and hugs. He just had to go and mess it all up.

"Uh... James?" "Hm?" "Where's the bathroom?" I sigh and step away from the couch, "This way." I remember Adams house like the back of my hand. I was here almost every day. It's almost been imprinted into my brain. "Here. Can you shower by yourself?" I say sarcastically. "Yes. No. Maybe? I can't remember." He's not serious, is he? "I'm not helping you shower." "But that's how it worked in the hospital." "Yeah cause you were literally unable to move on your own!" Adam raises his hands defensively and walks into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

I walk to the kitchen bench, it being the place Adam and I spent the least time. I think looking at that couch again will just make me cry again.

-

"Okay. I'll be down the hall if you need me." I make my way to the door. "Wh- you're not sleeping in here?" I turn around and look at Adam. "Uh no." "But that's how it was in the hospital! You'd sleep next to me each night!" "We're not in the hospital anymore Adam. I'm not sleeping in here." I prepare to leave but I catch Adam doing his puppy eyes. Even after losing his memory, he can still do those puppy eyes flawlessly. They still seem to be able to convince me to do anything. "Jesus Christ. Fine." Adam smiles and claps. I just want this to end.

- something about adam asking to take james on a date one last time cause hes not the old adam hes different. literally since he lost his memory

- james debates considering how he is so much softer and just generally wholesome now and accepts