Jalex Sick Day (One Shot)

Jack was loudly awoken by the sound of someone dying. He opened his eyes to see his boyfriend sitting coughing up a lung. 

"Lexy!" he sat up beside his boyfriend and wrapped his arms around his shoulders as more coughs racked through Alex's chest.

"I feel horrible" Alex moaned, putting his head on Jack's shoulder.

"I'll go get you some medicine" Jack said, it was still early in the morning and Jack was still half asleep but Alex needed some medicine. He came back up the bedroom a few minute later holding a small pink bottle.

"No that stuffs horrible" Alex complained, pulling the covers closer around him.

"Come on it'll make you feel better" said Jack. The older boy sighed but took it anyway, wincing at the taste but it did nothing to sooth his thorat. Jack laid back down the bed and pulled Alex towards him. 

"Go back to sleep, you'll feel better" Alex nodded and snuggled closer to his boyfriend. 

Jack woke again a few hours later with Alex still asleep on his chest. The boy was snoring slightly due to his blocked nose, Jack knew he'd been coming down with something for a few days but Alex never normally got anything other than a little cold it was rare for him to be this ill. Jack got up and went to make him some tea as he needed something to sooth his throat. 

Jack was busy making tea why humming to Always by Blink when he heard the door close behind him. Alex was standing in te doorway, he looked horribely pale and he was shaking. 

"Lexy, what's wrong?" 

"Too... Hot" he moaned. Jack lead him to the living room, he laid on the couch with a blanket why he finished his tea. Jack walked back into the room to Alex coughing again. 

"Fuckin' useless medicine" he muttered. Jack laughed, only Alex could still be funny when's he's sick. 

"Here" Jack passed him the tea and he sipped at it quietly. Jack got up and put an old Disney movie the tv before snuggling back with Alex on the couch.

"How are you feeling?" He asked. 

"Better but still shitty" Alex sniffled.

"You're so cute when you're sick" Jack said, playing with Alex's hair. Jack always thought Alex looked extra cute when he was ill, his hair stuck up in strange places, his nose red and he was always sniffing, he was very pale and Jack always thought it made his deep brown eyes stand out more. As Jack continued to play with his hair he felt how hot and clammy his boyfriend head was. 

"I need yo get you some fever medicene, you're burning up" he said, Jack went to stand up only to be tugged back down. 

"Don't go" Alex pouted. 

"But Lex you're sick, you need medicene" Jack said. 

"I've got you" crocked the older boy. 

"Aww" Jack couldn't resist Alex's puppy dog eyes and sat back down, as the boy snuggled up agasint him. 

The two boys didn't move from the couch for a few hours, until Jack wanted food. 

"I'm going to get some lunch, do you want something?" Alex shook his head and went back to watching tv. 

"Come on Lex, you need to eat" said his boyfriend. 

"I'm not hungry" he replied. 

"Not even if I make you soup?" Jack asked hopefully. Alex smiled slightly and at the thought of his boyfriend cooking, Jack was a terrible cook and always made a huge mess but thought made him smile. 

"Go on then" he smirked. 

"I promise not to posion you!" Laughed Jack. 

"I can't feel much worse" Alex coughed. 

"Aww" 

Jack set about making soup, (After he'd googled it of course) putting a pan on and waiting for it to heat. 

"Shit" he muttered as he nearly sliced into his finger why cutting carrots. 

"Injuiring yourself there?" came Alex crocky voice from the doorway. 

"Nearly" Jack turned around to see Alex leaning agasint the door, the blanket wrapped around him and a tissue in one hand. 

"Alex how many times do I have to tell you to get some rest?" said the yonger boy, resting his hands on his hips. 

"But you trying to cook is so enteraining, I didn't want to... Achoo... Miss it" he said, blowing his nose. 

"Aww baby, at lest sit down" Said Jack, going and getting the boy a chair and placing in the corner of the small kitchen. Alex sat down, holding the blanket very tight around him. Jack carried on making the soup at one point he burned himself with hot water and had to run it under the cold tap, Alex was laughing. 

"Shut up! This isn't funny" said Jack, flicking water at him. 

"Yeah it is" Alex picked a tomato off the conter were Jack had been cutting them up and threw it at the younger boy. It hit him square in the chest, covering him with tomato juice.

"That was uncalled for!" and Jack, opening the cupboard and taking out the big of flour.

"No you don't!" Called Alex, getting a bowl and filling it with water. It almost went in slow motion Jack throwing the flour at Alex and covering him to toe to Alex throwing the water and soaking Jack.

"Errr! Water is so much worse that flour" said Jack, shaking the water out of skunk coloured hair.

The flour had started Alex coughing again, but worse this time. It actually felt like his chest was burning.

Jack stood watching his boyfriend coughing, sniffling and covered from head to toe in flour. He did look misrable.

"Go clean yourself up, I'll finish your soup okay?" asked Jack.

"Okay" Alex croaked, his throat stinging as he talked.  

Jack brought the soup into Alex who was snuggled back on the couch with the duvet, there was still a little flour in his hair on his face but he'd at lest changed his clothes. Jack was still dripping as he hadn't had time to change. 

"Here you go Lexy" 

"Thanks Jacky, you're the best boyfriend" Alex said, blowing his soup. Alex tasted the soup hoping it wouldn't taste too bad but it didn't really taste of anything but it helped his sore throat so Alex ate the bowl full anyway. 

"Hey you ate it! Maybe I'm not such a bad cook" cheered Jack. 

"Don't count on it" said Alex, not sounding as croaky. 

"Aw you sound better, how do you feel?" 

"Better" smiled Alex, he wrapped his arms around his boyfriend. "Err you're all wet" 

"And who's fault is that?" asked Jack, raising an eye brow. 

"Hmm... Mine?" Alex asked, inocently. 

"That's right, you fucker" Jack threw himself on top of Alex so they were both lying on top of each other. 

"I love you" said Alex, pressing his lips into Jack's. 

I love you too" Muttered Jack inbetween kisses, not caring that it he was going to end up with the end needing soup in a few days.