The Many Sides of a Sick Pretty Boy Frontman

Adam nodded, holding his arms out for a hug.

Sammy hugged Adam with a smile

"Yay!" Adam said in an almost childlike way. "Hugs!"

Sammy chuckled, kissing his cheek.

Adam smiled, curling up against Sammy.

"You want anything?" Sammy asked

Adam shook his head, clinging to Sammy.

"I'm right here baby, right here," said Sammy

"Good." Adam said, burying his face against her shoulder.

"Love you," Sammy smiled.

"Love you." Adam said back, moving closer.

"You comfy?" Sammy asked.

"Yes." Adam said, smiling up at Sammy.

Sammy smiled, kissing Adam's forehead.

Adam leaned against Sammy more, pulling a face after coughing.

"My poor, sick Addy," said Sammy softly.

"It sucks..." Adam mumbled, closing his eyes.

"I know baby, I know," said Sammy. "Just rest, okay?"

Adam nodded, mumbling something though already half asleep.

Sammy ran a hand through his hair.

Adam smiled and relaxed, drifting off into sleep.

Sammy drifted off soon after.

After a while, Adam started shifting in his sleep, mumbling occasionally.

Sammy woke at the movement, watching him worriedly.

Adam shifted again, mumbling as he curled up.