Jacksepticeye Imagines

Imagine 93

You woke up expecting Jack to be next to you but instead you saw him walking out of the bathroom with his sweatshirt on and sweatpants. He looked dead and hardly breathing. You honestly thought you were in the TV show, Walking Dead.

"Jack?" You questioned.

"Ugh" He groaned and fell on the bed.

"What's wrong?" You asked. Totally skipping the 'Are you okay?' Question.

"Life" he mumbled into the bed.

You giggled. "No baby what's really the matter"

He rolled over on to his back. "I'm sick" he said his voice all scratchy and horse.

"Awe I'm sorry" You said and kissed his forehead.

He closed his eyes and sighed. He rolled back over and shoved his face into his pillow.

"I don't wanna be human today, I wanna be a bear" he said.

You turned and looked at him. You have him the 'wtf' look even though he can't see you.

"Uhhh why a bear?" You asked.

"Because hibernation" he replied.

You rolled your eyes and smiled. When Jack was sick, he is really adorable. Like he's always adorable but when's he's sick, he's like a needy puppy.

"Jack, love, you have to film today" you told him while exiting room. He only groaned in response.

You came back with some medicine to help him. He took it but refused to get out of bed.

"Jack you have film" you said as he pulled you on to the bed. He cuddled up next to you as he slowly went to sleep.

"Hey, mister" you poking Jacks side..which he HATES.

Jack jerked from the sudden tickle. He groaned.

"Why y/n why" he sighed.

"Because. You. Have. To. Film." You while poking him between each word.

"Fine!" He yelled as got up. "But afterwards, we sleep and cuddle?"

You nodded. Jack sighed and walked off. You smiled as you heard "One, Two, Three" *clap*

No matter how sick Jack is, he always wants you to support him into filming. So today was no exception.

Jack came back, tired. He crawled into bed and pulled the blankets up on his body.

"I'm sore, tired and restless" Jack said.

You set your book down you were reading and cuddled up to Jack.

"I'm sorry but you had film...it's your job" you whispered as kissed his forehead.

Jack didn't reply because he was already asleep. You only smiled and brushed his hair out of his face.

"Sleep well my bear"