Tommy was very droopy and tired. He didn't really know what was going on. Colors were blending together, and the world was spinning so fucking fast, he didn't know left from right. To be honest, he didn't even know he was sucking on Adam's neck, until his husband began to ramble, causing him to roll his eyes. It was probably the drugs getting to him too…He rambled. But did that really matter at this point? So what they were in minor pain and hyped up on painkillers, they were together, and that's all that matters. He was with Adam. Alive. And that's really all the blond could ask for right now. His baby was breathing with a beating heartbeat.
Adam had asked him what they should do, calling him Sparkles, which was freaking crazy. Where the hell did that come from? He didn't know, but he kind of liked it. Kind of like Glitterbaby, but with sparkles. To be honest, the blond didn't know where their crazy nicknames for each other came from in the first place. Just kind of randomly happened. But he was too tired to start thinking about that. He smiled and shrugged. "I dunno…We could just sit here, I guess…I like just being with you…" He knew it sounded oh-so cliché, but what the fuck? He was in the mood for some sappy shit. Not sexy shit, sappy shit…
Tommy sighed contently, shutting his eyes and sitting on Adam's lap, snuggling his head into his hard and freckled (even though you couldn't see it) chest. "Addddaaaammm…" he whined, shutting his eyes and yawning. He was tired, yes. He kind of wanted to go to sleep in their bed; but he didn't want Adam to have to get up and practically drag himself there; with his leg being injured and all. If he could, Tommy would happily carry his husband to their QUEEN sized bed, but alas…His arm was broken. But even if it wasn't Tommy was so small, and Adam was so big compared to him, he wouldn't be able too. Which always sucked because the singer just loved to make fun of his husband's small stature. "Adam, Adam, Adam…" Tommy moaned again, grabbing his husband's good hand and holding his close to his chest. He nuzzled his nose into the singer's neck and sighed, opening his eyes and looking up at those gorgeous blue eyes.
He actually had no idea how he ever got with Adam in the first place. Sure, they started playing together, but that was it. Nothing more then that. It was Adam who changed his entire life, yet, Tommy never did anything for Adam. It kind of made him feel bad. He didn't even propose to the brunet. He did that. In fact, he did it all. All Tommy had managed to do was get them into a car accident. He would have to do something special for his soul mate once they were all well again. Tommy felt compelled too…
He sighed, sinking further and further into a ball on his husband's lap and soaking in his sweet scent. Minty with a touch of peach (his favorite conditioner). He shut his eyes and felt Adam's arms wrap tightly around him and he smiled a little, loving to be this close to him. There was no sound, no TV, just them, and he loved it so much. Just peacefulness and he loved it…This was so rare. He doesn't even remember the last time they cuddled like this. Their jobs were so time-consuming, he wasn't sure what the time was half of the day, and Adam was always running back and forth. It was nice just to relax once in awhile…
He slowly began to hum 'Music Again' and he snuggled closer and closer into Adam, trying to be as physically close to him as possible. He wanted to be as close to his baby as possible. "Adddaammm…" he whined again, looking up at the singer. "I love you…" he muttered, smiling and closing his eyes.