you are (everything [to me])

Michael stirs slightly, beside him, and gives Adam a look that’s equal parts faintly amused and tired. And he really does look it—tired, he means. Michael looks exhausted and lost and Adam hates seeing him like this; he’d even be open to dealing with him being a drama queen right about now over him being so adrift in his own misery.“I’m not sure a semi truck would do much damage to my father, Adam,” Michael’s voice is soft, softer than Adam’s heard it be in a long time, and his heart fucking aches. Michael didn’t deserve this.—Based on a tumblr prompt: “you’re not a machine or— or some thing. you’re a person, and i’m sorry anyone ever made you feel otherwise.” for Midam?