♡Jirsty Oneshots♡

We're Poorly Together

Kirsty's POV:
I woke up this morning shivering beneath the duvet, my head felt heavy, every single muscle in my body was in pain and I felt like a truck was just sat on top of me. Me and Jack both started feeling poorly after we came back from Winter Wonderland last night, it was only now that it struck me that this was more than just the sniffles or a cold. This was the flu. I used all my strength to crawl over to Jack, who was asleep on the other side of the bed, so I could snuggle with him. I laid down with my head against his chest, coiling our legs together. This was comfy. I heard a plane go overhead, ready for landing, the noise was making my headache feel worse. I whimpered as I nuzzled my face into Jack's chest, I hate being sick. I felt my sinuses burn and tingle, making my nose twitch, I was going to sneeze. I reached across to my side of the bed and grabbed a tissue quickly.

"Ahh-ahh-aaachoo!" I sneezed, I wiped my sore nose on the tissue as it started running again like last night. I heard Jack whimper as his body rolled over onto his side, he opened his eyes which were red and watery.

"I'm sorry Bub *cough cough cough* I didn'd mean do wake you." I apologised, my throat hurt too so my voice was hoarse and my words sounded off due to my blocked nose.

"Id's ok, id wasn'd *cough cough* your fauld." He replies in the same sick raspy tone as me, along with congested pronunciation. I slid back down under the covers and spooned with Jack for warmth, we were both so cold. I was tempted to go and put the heating on but I just couldn't get out of bed, I didn't have the strength and the room was spinning. I felt Jack shivering around me.

"I-id's s-so c-cold." He whispered and he buried his face into my shoulder. I tried to reach down the end of the bed for a blanket, they were bunched up together. I managed to grab the top of one and I pulled it up towards us, I spread it evenly between me and Jack. His shivering slowed down a bit, making him relax a bit more.

"I mighd fall asleep." I heard Jack whisper, we were both really tired still so a nap was probably the best think for us.

"Me doo." I yawned as I moved my head back onto my pillow.

Jack's POV:
Ugh, everything hurts! I woke up from my nap, I couldn't breathe at all. I let out three great fat coughs into my elbow to clear my throat. I looked down at Kirsty who was still sleeping soundly, chills raced down my spine which made me shiver again, it was so cold in here. I heard a little puppy whimper outside the door, Vogue! We almost forgot about Vogue. I swung my legs over the side of the bed, feeling slightly lightheaded as my feet hit the floor and cold as the blanket fell from around my shoulders. Mucus drained from my nose, I blew my nose in a tissue as I stood up. I stumbled to the door and pulled the dressing gown that I never wear off the hook, this would keep me warm. I opened the door and Vogue ran around my legs, thankfully not barking.

"Puppy, come 'ere." I cooed as I picked her up, I carried her down to the kitchen and I filled up her water bowl. I gave her some food and opened the back door so she could run round for a bit, neither me or Kirsty were well enough to take her for a proper walk today. Fuck, my head felt so fuzzy today! My hair hurts, is that normal? I need to stop thinking, it's giving me a headache. I turned the heating on for the entire house, I put the kettle on to make some tea. We needed fluids, you get very dehydrated from blowing your nose, we need to flush this illness out. As I finished making the tea, I felt really dizzy again, I'd been standing up for time. I put the mugs on the coffee table in the living room before I laid down on the sofa, I felt so unwell.

"Jack...Jack where *cough cough* where are you?" I heard Kirsty call from the bedroom.

"Living room." I replied as I curled up into a ball under a throw blanket. Kirsty slowly walked out in her unicorn onesie, joining me on the sofa and cuddling up with me.

"Id's warmer now." She commented, I nodded in response. I was aware of my actions to heat up the house.

"Danks *cough cough cough* for making me dea." She said, I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her closer to me.

"You're welcome." I said. She ran her hand through my hair.

"Whad's wrong Babe, you *cough* sound so miserable." She said softly, kissing my neck.

"Jusd hade being poorly." I replied, I hate it so much. I hate feeling weak, I hate feeling useless, I hate not feeling like my normal self.

"I know Bubba, bud ad leasd we're poorly dogether." She said, snuggling into me.

"Wuvoo Squish." I cooed looking up her beautiful face, she's still the most beautiful girl in the world when she's sick.

"Wuvoo Bubba." She cooed back, I leaned in and kissed her. Ok, I guess there is a perk of both us us being sick at the same time is that we can kiss and not have to worry about getting the other one sick.

We spent the rest of the day snuggling on the sofa together, Vogue sat in between us. We took it in turns to make each other tea and we ordered soup to save us the trouble of making it ourselves. We watched movies and just enjoyed each other's company. By bedtime we were spooning in bed together, the room smelling of vicks vapour rub and the sleepy effects of night time cold medicine was settling in. This was the best sick day ever.