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On the fourth day, Brad hangs up from a phone call that he’s taken to the bedroom, and as he walks back to the living room he stops short to listen. Adam is… singing, the chorus of Whataya Want From Me thin and off-key, the high notes breaking, before Adam’s voice dies out altogether.
Brad holds his breath as he steps into the room, not sure what he will find. Adam is sitting on the couch, staring off towards the window, a couple of wet trails down his face.
“I can’t do this,” Adam says into the empty space, and Brad’s breath catches before Adam continues. “I can’t… not sing. I can’t.” There’s a note of desperation under his words. “Even if I try and it doesn’t come back-“ Adam stops, then takes a deep breath. “Even if it’s not what it was, anything’s better than this, right?” His hand goes to his throat in an unconscious gesture, and Brad finds himself on the sofa, pulling Adam’s hand away from his neck and squeezing it.
Adam bows his head for a moment, breathing harshly. But when he looks up, eyes meeting Brad’s, for the first time in weeks Brad sees the fire of determination in them. Adam opens his mouth, voice cracking and wavering as he says, “I’m going to try.” And Brad knows what those words are costing him, can still see the fear lurking in the back of that cerulean gaze, the knowledge of the long, frustrating road ahead of him. But then Adam straightens, his hand tightening in Brad’s as he declares fiercely, “I’m going to try.”
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