"DID is very serious when untreated." The video James was watching was of a therapist, explaining ways to keep someone with DID out of harm's way. James loved Kendall and would die if he had to see him hurting like this.

"Babe?" James pulled his earbuds out and looked over to Kendall's bed.

"Go back to sleep, Ken."

"I can't. Not without you." When Kendall got up and walked over to James' bed, he closed out of the video and set his laptop under his bed.

"I'm right here, okay? I'm not goin' anywhere." Kendall cuddled up next to him and sighed contently.

"Good." James kissed his forehead and pulled the covers over their bodies. "I really didn't mean to hurt Carlos earlier. I'm sorry."

"Babe, don't be sorry. We're going to fix this, alright? We'll fix everything so you get better."

"As long as it gets rid of the headaches." James rubbed his shoulder until Kendall jumped out of bed.

"Kendall? What's wrong?"

"Your shoes." Kendall got down on his knees and and began aligning James' shoes against the closet door.

"Babe, why are you-"

"They just have to be fixed, alright? They're bothering me." James made a mental note to check if OCD was one of the symptoms of DID. When he'd finished aligning the shoes, Kendall bounced back into bed and snuggled back under the covers. "Sorry. They were really messy. It would've messed with me all night."

"Hey, babe?" Kendall looked up at James with questioning eyes and james pondered whether asking him to visit a psychiatrist would set off one of Kendall's moods. "I feel like there's something about you that you're not telling me."

"What do you mean?" Kendall sat up and crossed his arms. Though his body language was hostile and tense, his face remained calm and caring.

"I mean, there's a whole part of your life that I don't know about." Kendall pulled his arms tighter to himself and his jaw clenched. "I've been your best friend for over ten years. I've been your boyfriend for two. I just want to know everything."

"James," He sighed and James didn't know what to expect. "there are just parts of my life that I'll never tell anyone about, okay? I especially wouldn't want to burden you with those things." He kissed James' temple and laid back down.

"Night, Ken." Kendall didn't respond.

At least he didn't punch me.

When James had heard that Carlos and Logan were going to the mall he'd decided to tag along, leaving Kendall at home to sleep. They spent the day shopping, and James spent forty percent of his time trying to teach Carlos and Logan how to act around girls.

"Carlos, she wasn't into you. She was throwing fries at you to make you go away." James laughed as he unlocked the front door. As soon as the door was opened, Kendall leaped into James' arms. James had to drop his bags to support his boyfriend's weight, ignoring the snickering he heard as Carlos and Logan made their way past the two.

"Where the hell did you go?" Kendall gripped James' face and kissed him all over. James finally pulled away and set Kendall down slowly until his feet hit the floor.

"Mall." James walked into the bedroom and dropped his bags near his closet, kicking his shoes off before moving to sit on his bed. Kendall trailed behind him, fixing his shoes, then joining him on the bed. "Went shopping with Carlos and Logan."

"You couldn't have told me?"

"Didn't want to wake you," He unbuttoned his pants and threw them in the direction of the hamper. "you look cute when you sleep."

"I woke up and you were gone. Why'd you leave me like that?"

"I'm sorry, babe. Next time I'll leave a no-"

"I thought you'd left me forever. You can't just leave me." Kendall's arms wrapped tightly around James waist. "Don't leave me, Dad."

"What?" James had barely heard it, it was almost lower than a whisper, but it was loud enough. Kendall's grip on his waist released as he sat up, coming eye to eye with James.

"What?" He questioned, eyes squinted with a hand coming up to rub his forehead.

"H-headache again?" Kendall nodded slowly and laid down next to James.

"Lets take a nap." He kicked off his shoes and curled up beside James. The brunette thought back to the list of symptoms.

"Kendall, what did you do while we were gone today?" Kendall sat for a minute, staring at the ceiling with a puzzled look on his face.

"Don't really remember, but I'm exhausted. Nap time, okay?"

"That doesn't worry you? That you don't remember what you were doing for 5 hours? Hon, that's-"

"I don't care about anything but you being here with me, and now that you are we can take a nap together." He pecked his nose and laid back down by his side. "I love you."

Maybe I'm in over my head playing Dr. Phil here? "Love you, too."

"Always?" James looked down at Kendall, who was practically asleep.

"Of course."

I suck at updating this story, and I'm sorry for that. I promise to get chapters out faster because I actually have a plan for this. Okay, review and enjoy but not in that order. :3