Something Odd Shorts (Jadam)

So Long Its Real

(Before I start this story I just wanna put a disclaimer. It's stupid that I have to say this. I should honestly only I have to say depression, suicide, drug trigger because I'm venting but I also have to say this.
This story features the song Mask in it.
If you're a Dream stalker fan or an anti Dream person. One of those people who stay up on Twitter ether sucking Dream's toes or hating Dream and being toxic. Get the FUCK off my account. I don't care about Dream, I don't like Dream to be perfectly honest, I am not an anti Dream fan tho. Okay?
Don't argue with me in the comments about Dream. If you do I'm probably just going to block you.

But yeah Suicide/Depression/Drug Warning I'm not okay rn)

"But I'be been places,
So I'm okay-ish
So I'm okay-
IM OKAY BITCH!"

Loud singing blasted through the thin walls of the couples house. It didn't take long for it to reach James' ears and wake him up quickly. The tall blond slowly cracked his eyes open and yawned, stretching before checking the time. It was 2:15 in the morning.

It didn't take long for the blond to realize that he was the only one in bed. He slowly arose from his slumber, pushing his bedsheets to the side, and started to sluggishly make his way outside of the bedroom. He followed the sound of music until he saw a hint of light. He guided himself down the hallways and peaked into yeh door that led into a workroom for music.

"And you won't see me crying!
I'll just keep on smiling, I'm good!
(Yeah I'm good)
And it just keeps on piling!
It's so terrifying!
But I keep on smiling, I'm good!
(Yeah I'm good!)"

James easily recognized the voice singing. It was none other than his boyfriend Adam who was working on a song. A song about the depression he's been facing his whole life. The blond had known about his boyfriend's problem for a while now. He had starting going to therapy back in the fall and had made some progress. However, it seemed as if he had fallen into another episode that's been lasting for months.

"Been wearing a smile for so long its real!
So long its real!
So long its real!"

He waited until Adam was done singing to knock on the door, peaking a little further inside. The shorter male froze in seeing him but allowed him inside the room, patting the seat next to him.

"Let me guess, couldn't sleep again?" James asked tiredly, his eyes getting used to the light.

"No...not after crying. I'm...so-"

"Don't apologize. I'm glad you talked to me about...the meds. You've been holding in those tears for a while now. It's good to let them out."

Adam nodded with a sigh. James notices that his eyes were still red from how long he'd been crying. His hair was messier than usual and he was still only in shorts and one of his his sweaters that he stole.

"Why are you still up Addy?" James asked.

"Like you said, it was good to let it out. I need to let my emotions out for this song before I woke up the next day feeling too numb to do it." Adam explained.

The two were quiet for a couple of minutes. James slid his hand into his boyfriend's. He weakly held back giving him a small yet loving smile. James heart melted a bit, it felt like ages since he saw his boyfriend smile. It's been so long...so very very long.

"So...have you decided if you're gonna take your antidepressants or not...?" James asked.

"I don't..think I should. I don't wanna be a bad partner. Especially since you know what they do."

"Adam I don't care about our sex life! We've never even done...that. What I care about is you being okay!"

"Well what if I'm not okay!? I don't want some stupid fucking pills to make some fake happiness for me! I don't need some pills to make me normal! I don't need some drug do shit for me! I can handle myself!"

"Adam you tried to kill yourself last week! I almost lost you...! If I didn't find you in the living room with that rope you would of..."

Tears rolled down James' cheeks. The two went silent again finding it hard to look at each other in the eye.

"I just...want you to be happy. Those pills aren't trying to make you normal. They're trying to help you. It's not a fake happiness Adam! It's to help you deal with the stress and depression in your life. It's supposed to help you!"

"What if it doesn't work? What if it does work and I'm like that for the rest of my life?"

"If it doesn't work we'll find another way. If it does work I can't promise how long you'll be on it. What I will promise is that we'll get through it together. No matter what happens you're always still gonna be my guy. That will never change." James said, taking the smaller males hand in his and holding it tightly. "I'm not gonna force you to take the pills...do whatever you think is best Addy..."

Adam looked down, struggling to meet his boyfriend's eyes. He started to tear up as he looked at him.

"I'll take the pills. For me. For you. For us."

James hugged his boyfriend tightly and kisses his lips softly, smiling a little through his tears. "I love you so much Adam! I will always love you so much."

"I love you too Jameson." Adam said with a big happy smile, "I'll you for so long it'll always be real."