Markiplier & Jacksepticeye Imagines!! ❤❤

Sick...

"UUUGGGGGG" I yelled with a little sniffle at the end.

"I be there in a bit, I'm getting in the car." Jack said through the other side of the phone.

"Jack, I called you to let you know that you need to stay away , not 'Come here so I can contaminate you'" I stated coughing a little.

"Well, some one needs to make a sacrifice, you sound like you're in pain."

"I am, but not enough to make someone else feel my pain." I stated

"Are you sure you're fine?" He then asked.

"Yeah, it's just a cold. A Deathly cold..." I mumbled.

"That's it, I'm coming over." He said. I heard the sound of keys turning on the car in the background.

" Jack noooooo" I yelled a little, "You're coming over no matter what, huh?"

"Yuparoony"

"And I cant stop you"

"You know it"

"I hate you..."

"You love me..."

About half an hour later, Jack came knocking at my door. I got up groggly, and answered the door. Jack had a bowl of soup in his hand that was gently wrapped in a clear cealer.

He had a chipper smile, and as soon as he saw what I was wearing, his face expression dropped to worry.

I was wearing a tank top with short shorts.

he invited himself in, and dragged me to my room. "And you wonder why you're sick." He said as he pulled out a pair of joggers, and a over sized black pullover hoddie from my closet.

"Ya know, the reason I moved out of my mom's house is so then she could stop bothering me, now I have a Jack?" I joked.

Jack laughed. "Put these on"

"Yes sir, Mr. Sir, sir." I mumbled, then coughed.

Jack left the room, and I put on in the clothes he picked out for me.

I opened the door, and sat on my bed.

No Jack yet.

"jaaaaaacccckkkkk!!!" I groaned.

"Whaaaatttt??" He replied.

"What are you doooiiiinnngggg??"

"I'm warming your sooouuuupppp!"

"Ooohhh oookkkkaaayyy!"

I looked around my room, I was very bored.

I looked at my bed, and had a BRILLIANT plan.

I planted my feet on the bed, and started to jump lightly, then I progressively increased and started to jump a lot.

The fact that I was behaving like a 5 year old made me giggle uncontrollably. I jumped, and giggled like there was no tomorrow. I started to cough, but payed no attention to it.

The bed was creaking, and I was jumping until I heard a loud bang of laughter. I turn around to see Jack, holding the warm soup. His face was red of laughter.

"What the hell are you doing??" He managed to speak through his laughter.

"Jumping on da bed!!" I squeaked.

"Get in bed!!" He chuckled.

I snuggled in side the bed, and set up the pillows to help me sit up. Jack set the warm soup in front of my nose, allowing me to smell the fragrance of the liquid substance.