If anything happens, I love you

My little sunshine

Although Alex knew he didn't have to talk to them or see them, he couldn't get his estranged parents out of his head. All of the next morning he heard his mother's voice, He had woken up that morning, unable to clear the phlegm from his nose and chest. His breathing became like gurgling, as he was too exhausted to move or fight it. He very slowly reached his hand up, trying to speak to get James's attention. James had barely heard him, only looking over to see if Alex was still sleeping, instead he saw Alex, laying on his back with his arm outstretched, reaching for him. As soon as James walked close to Alex, he heard the sickening gurgle in the boy's chest. Alex's lungs had filled with mucus and it needed to be removed. James sat him up, leaning Alex forward so that his abdomen touched his stomach, he then aggressively hit his back, " Come on kiddo, you gotta cough it out, it's okay."He paused, grabbing the trash can near Alex's oxygen concentrator. He put it under Alex's head, who by now had gone into a coughing fit. Minutes later, there was a loud retching noise,a deep breath,a whimper and shaking sobs. Alex just cried as he leaned into James's shoulder. " James rubbed Alex's back, soothing him. "It's okay kiddo, you really scared me there, but it'll all be okay, just take a few deep breaths. I'm right here."He stroked Alex's hair, by this point they had stopped the heavy chemotherapy, meaning most of Alex's hair was back, of course he immediately dyed it green again. But James just sat there, cradling his baby brother. " If you tell Amity about this, I will never do it again. " James sighed "you are my sunshine, my little sunshine," Alex sniffled " wait! Are you-" James stroked Alex's hair " Shut up! ,if I get interrupted again ,I'm not doing it again " he continued , smiling only a little " You make me happy, when skies are gray " he hugged Alex "You'll never know, kid, how much I love you, please don't take my sunshine away." Alex yawned, and James noticed his eyes begging to close, so he shifted to laying on the bed. Eventually they fell asleep like that, wrapped safe and together.When Alex woke up later in the afternoon, he heard her voice again, taunting him. "Come on, you need to get on a diet Alex. It'll help you feel better. After all, mother knows best." He shook his head " i just fucking woke up " he muttered.He scooted away from James, walking in his studio, putting on some music and starting to sketch. Sketching was the one thing that allowed Alex to escape from the pain. He would always draw his pain. Somehow it made everything seem like it would be okay after, even if he knew that it wouldn't be inside.