Jc caylen imagines :)

sick

school, papers, classes. tourture.

it had been a terrible and long day for me. it all started off with waking up late. then once I finally got dressed it didn't have any time to eat breakfast so I just grabbed my keys and left. forgetting that I had these things called books that I had to have in college. I drove back and went up to my room where my boyfriend Jc was still sleeping, like an angel. it was 7:35 am so I don't blame him and plus he had a long night, the poor thing stayed up all night sick which was honestly probably the reason I was late because I started up with him until around 4 am and I didn't get much sleep at all but honestly that didn't matter I just wanted my baby to feel better. Anyways I grabbed my book and kissed his forehead once again. luckily classes would only go to 2 pm instead of 4 pm but that still doesn't give me time that I need to spend with Jc. I debated on just staying home, then realizing that I had 2 tests that I couldn't miss and also I had 20 minutes to get my little ass in that classroom. I kissed I'm once more and left.
*after school*
I walked to the door and unlocked it. When inside I put all of my stuff down and took my shoes off. Silence filled the house. "Jc" I said, I didn't scream Incase he was still sleeping but I said it loud that if he was awake he could hear me. As I walked up the stairs I heard faint moans coming from upstairs somewhere. Now I didn't panic Bc for one I know for a fact Jc would never do anything to hurt me. So I walked a little closer to our bedroom where the moans and groans got louder. I walked in the room to see that nobody was in bed. My heart sank because now I know where he was, in the bathroom. Faint cries came from the bathroom too. I wanted to leave him to finish throwing up and stuff but then again I couldn't just leave him. "y/n" I heard a faint moan escape his mouth. At that point I had to go in. And there he was. Leaning over the toilet.
"Baby" I walked up to him and rubbed his bare back. "How long have you been in here" I asked quietly. He then gagged and I tensed up when his back muscles flexed and he shook. "about 20 minutes, I feel like shit y/n."
"I know you do baby, I'm here though and I'm not leaving." I told him reassuringly, He nodded and used what strength he had left to stand up and I stood along with him, my hand never leaving his back. He went to the sink, me following and turned the water collecting some in his hands and drinking it from his hands to rinse his mouth out. He spit it out and I helped him to the bed. "Baby I'm cold" he said his nose clearly stuffy. I felt his head and he was scalding hot but then looked at his arms and he had chills. "okay babe let me go get the thermometer, do you want any soup or anything while I'm downstairs?" I asked softly. "can you please make me some chicken noodle soup and get me some water?" he asked softly and kindly. "of course love, now get in bed and rest while I get that." I responded. He listened and crawled in bed as I went downstairs. I grabbed the thermometer and placed it on the counter then grabbed some noodles and placed them in a pot on the stove with some water and turned it on. about half way through I added some chicken stock. After all was done I grabbed him a bottle of water and a box of tissues as well Bc I knew he would need them. I made it back to the bedroom and he was still in the same position, curled up under a bunch of fluffy blankets watching some tv.
"here you go baby" I said grabbing the stand up tray we used when either of us were sick and placed his soup on it with his water. "thank you so much babe" he said. I went over to my side of the bed and got in and immediately snuggled close to him out of habit. I kissed his shoulder, Jc never really cared where I kissed him as long as I kissed him. After he finished his soup he placed the tray on the night stand and we both slid down a little further in the bed, we were watching the movie called "Pearl Harbor" it was one of our favorite movies to watch.
"snuggle with me baby" Jc whispered in my ear, When Jc was sick he loved to be babied and all he wanted to do was snuggle and cuddle (same thing) I opened my arms because he also loved to be the little spoon when he was sick. He rested his head in the crook of my neck, his arms around my torso, his legs intertwined with mine, his hands holding mine tightly. He basically clung to me like a little koala bear but I wasn't complaining because I do the same thing when i am and when I'm not sick. I kissed his soft hair, "I love you babe" he said just above a whisper. I smiled at him and thought about how much the boy in my arms meant to me, which wasn't possible Bc I can't describe how much he means to me. I ran my fingers through his hair, he loved when I did that and it always made him relax. He eventually fell asleep in my arms. "I love you to baby and I hope you feel better" I whispered drifting off into a deep sleep with him.