Author's Note: If you are wondering what happened to the rest of this story, the Adam/Kurt/Noah portion has been moved to its own home, under the title of While We Got the Chance to Say. This is a series of one-shots about Adam Lambert in the Donutverse. Thanks for reading! -amy

Finn wiped his nose once more on the tissue and stuffed it back into his pocket, chafing his hands together to make them warm enough to place the phone call. It wasn't a number he'd used before, and he wasn't even sure if it would be connected. But this was his opportunity to talk to him alone, unless he wanted to swipe Puck's phone.

The phone rang four times before it went to voice mail. Finn hadn't really expected anything else. He was busy, after all, and there was a three hour time difference even if he were home – and god knows where he might be at any given time. Two days ago he'd been on fricking Ellen.

He cleared his throat. "Hey," he said. "This is Finn. We haven't talked… but I wanted to ask you for a favor. For Puck. He wrote Kurt a song – I don't know if he played it for you, but I hear it's really good. I wanted… well, I wanted to write him a song, but I can't write music or lyrics worth a damn. So I was hoping that you… well, that maybe I could tell you the story, and you could write it. For him. 'Cause I know you love him and all. Maybe as much as… as I love him.

"Anyway. Give me a call when you get a chance, and let me know if you think you can help out." He had to pause and blow his nose again. "I, uh, I think you're pretty awesome. You really inspired me when I saw you on Idol last year. Well, that's about it. Bye."

He turned his face into the wind and started walking back home, tucking his scarf more securely into the collar of his jacket. He had only gone a block and a half when his phone rang. Adam – private, it said.

"Hi," he said, trying not to sound too surprised.

"Finn," said the light voice he'd remembered from his interviews.

"Thanks for calling back. Is this a good time?"

"I wouldn't have called if it weren't," he said evenly. He didn't sound very pleased, but Finn knew that was sometimes the way of Tops. He tried not to take it personally.

He cleared his eyes and squinted into the sleet, falling more lightly now. "You, uh, heard my message."

"I want you to tell me why you think you deserve to give him anything," he said.

Finn stopped in the middle of the sidewalk. "What?"

"Noah was hurt by your words and your actions. He trusted you, and you betrayed him. That's unacceptable in an ordinary relationship, Finn, but in a relationship of this kind? And with a boy with a history of abuse and abandonment?" He made a chiding noise. Finn put a hand to his mouth to stifle the sob. "Finn?"

"I'm – sorry, I'm listening." He sniffed.

"Finn, are you all right?" The voice was more gentle now. "I can't tell over the phone, for sure, but it sounds like you're –"

"I'm a mess, okay?" he blurted. "I'm – I'm so glad he's home and he's safe, and that he has you and Kurt, but I can't help but worry about him all the time, after – after what I did. I can't trust myself with him. But I also can't stand being in the same room with him and not touching him." He closed his eyes and indulged in several shuddering sobs. "He was gone for eight days and every day – I mean, I didn't know what to do. I missed school - I couldn't even leave my freaking room for four of them."

"You treated him like he was nothing," Adam said, his voice like a lash.

"I know," Finn said, shivering. "I was – cold. I didn't need to be like that. I mean, I crossed a line. I know it's okay to get angry but I lost my temper and I know that's not okay."

"No," he said. "It's not."

He was silent for a moment while he scrubbed his face on his soaked tissue, then gave it up and stuffed it back in his pocket. "I can be - awful," he said. "I get wrapped up in myself, and… I think it's just that I'm afraid of hurting him again. I'm afraid to get too close again because… because I'm not sure I won't make the same mistake again." He pressed his lips together, then took a shaky breath in and out.

"You told him you were done with him." It wasn't an accusation, just a statement of fact.

"But I'm not. I don't want to be. I mean, no matter what I said, I never… I could never leave him." He laughed, a bitter sound. "The shit he's put me through – seriously, Adam, if I wanted to go, I would have gone by now. But he's… he's part of me. We've been part of each other's lives since we were kids, and now… god – it sounds ridiculous, but I think… I don't think I can live without him." He hugged himself, shaking with more than the cold. "Being away from him for those days was torture. And it didn't get any better."

"All right." Finn heard Adam's quiet sigh.

Finn paused and leaned against a lamp post for support. "I don't think he understands how much I need him," he said quietly.

"Explain, please?"

Finn tried to collect his thoughts. "Is there anybody in your life who knows you so well, and so completely, that you feel like… like he knows you better than you know yourself?"

Adam was quiet. Finally, he said, "Nobody like that."

"Puck's like that with me." He smiled through his haze of frozen tears. "He keeps me sane, just by being himself. He doesn't have to do anything, you know? He just - lets me take care of him. I think you understand what I get out of that."

"Yes, Finn… I do." There was a noise he would have sworn was a chuckle. "You've got a good heart, Finn. And you write better lyrics than you know. I'll let you know what I come up with."

"Oh." Finn paused, taken aback. "Well – thanks. I appreciate it."

"I take inspiration from all sources," Adam said. "Even my lover's boyfriend."

"He's not – I'm not his –"

"Yeah, you are," he said softly. "You still are. He loves you as much as you love him. You know it. And he'll trust you again. It'll just take time."

"Thanks," he said again, to the sound of the dial tone.

cold as ice
and more bitter than a december winter night
that's how I treated you

and I know that I
I sometimes tend to lose my temper
and I cross the line
that's the truth

i know it gets hard sometimes
but I could never
leave your side
no matter what I say

cause if I wanted to go I would have gone by now
but I'm gonna need you near me
to keep my mind off the edge

if I wanted to leave I would have left by now
but you're the only one that knows me
better than I know myself

all alone
I try to pretend it doesn't matter
if I was alone
but deep down I know

if you were gone
for even a day I wouldn't know
which way to turn
cause I'm lost without you

I get kind of dark
let it go too far
I can be obnoxious at times
but try and see my heart

cause I need you now
so don't let me down
you're the only thing in this world
I would die without