James woke up with a pain in his chest. It was hard for him to breathe, and he could barely open his eyes. "C-C-Carlos? Baby, wake up." He reached his right hand over to where Carlos lay, tapping on his chest until he woke up.

"Ngh, what is it, babe?" Carlos turned his head, looking at James. His eyes were half shut, and his light, brown hair was sticking out everywhere. It looked a lot different than it usually did: perfect.

"I-can't-breathe, Car-los," he whined. "I-want you to know-that I-love you so much!" He wriggled his other hand from underneath his pillow and found Carlos'.

"I love you, too, Jamie."

"After I die-" James was cut short by a kiss.

"Jamie, you're not dying."

"But, but-" He gasped, dropping his head on his pillow. "After I die, feel free-to fall in love-with someone else. But make sure-he's a-good guy. Like Kendall-or Logan. You should-marry one of them."

"James, I married you because I love you. I'm not going to marry Logan, Kendall, or anyone else. Now please stop, you're overreacting." He reached over and lifted something off of James. "It's just Fox!" He held the small dog up to James' face.

"Hey, you!" James took the puppy from Carlos, sat up, and held it in his arms. "Who's a good boy?" he cooed, nuzzling into Fox's belly fur. "Hey, I can breathe!" He smiled happily at Carlos. He leaned in for a kiss, and Carlos kissed back. He brought his hands to James' face and he quickly deepened the kiss. Carlos pulled back to look at James. He then pressed his forehead against his.

"See? I told you you were overreacting. You're not dying anytime soon. Now, it's three in the morning, try and get some rest." He curled up awkwardly next to James, leaving his legs where they originally were. James wrapped both his arms around him, then looked down at the end of the bed. Sydney had been sleeping on Carlos' legs the whole time, and James had whined about a small weight on his chest.

"I'm sorry, babe. I overreacted," he whispered into his husband's hair.

"It's okay; I figured you hadn't noticed Syd. And I'm used to her sleeping on me, so it doesn't hurt." James kissed the top of his head and soon heard soft snores. He smiled, falling into a light sleep, himself.