You have been sick with a cold for a couple of days, and you haven't really been getting any better. Jack has played doctor for the past couple of days and has been taking care of, giving you medicine, making sure you were eating and all of that. One day, you're all cozy and wrapped up in bed, and Jack comes into your bed room.
"Baby, how are you feeling? Do you need anything?" He asks.
"As well as I can be." You say. He comes and sits next to you in the edge of the bed and feels your face.
"You're burning up." He says. He walks to your bathroom and brings out a wet wash cloth and places it on your forehead. "Are you hungry? Do you need anything?" He asks.
"I should probably eat something." You say. He leaves and then comes back with a bowl of soup and sits in the bed with you. You force yourself up and take the bowl from him. Jack snatches the bowl out of reach
"No, no, no. You stay still. I'll feed you. You don't need to exert any energy. I'm here to take care of you." He says.
"But I don't want you to stay in here, and then you get sick." You say.
"That is the least of my concerns. I need to make sure your okay and that nothing happens to you." He says. You smile slightly as he feeds you your soup and spends the rest of the day taking care of you.
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FanfictionJack Gilinsky Imagine. I hope You like it. This is my first one so please don't rost me too bad. Imagines for all of your feels. I'm always open for suggestions and requests, so feel free to send them my way. :) Ranked #29 for JJ Ranked #317 for ma...
