JJ Maybank Imagines

[f] Showering With You When He's Sick

Imagine type: fluff

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Side note: when I say JJ has 39 degree fever I mean that to be in the Celsius scale I'm not just really stupid lol unless it's wrong idk

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"Are you feeling any better?" You ask as you walk into the spare bedroom where JJ sat, his head lifting off the headboard to look at you.

"A bit," he says quietly and you set the bowl of soup you made down on the desk. Walking over to JJ, you take out a thermometer, sticking it in his mouth.

"39 degrees," you mumble.

"My skin is hot, but I feel cold," JJ whines softly and your expression falls seeing him so uncomfortable.

"Why don't we have a shower together?" You suggest, playing with the seam of the blanket on the bed.

"I don't want to get you sick," your boyfriend protests weakly, but he doesn't seem completely against the idea.

"You won't get me sick," you smile and JJ agrees. You help him stand up and you feel him leaning on you as you drag him off to the washroom.

He sits himself down the toilet and watches you turn the water on, checking the temperature before asking him to step inside.

Going back to the bedroom, you try to find some other clothes for JJ to change into.

You quickly grab a couple things you find in the drawer and make your way back into the bathroom where you remove your own clothes and join JJ in the shower.

"Is it warm enough?" You ask, feeling the hot water burning your back. JJ nods and his arms wrap around your waist, his head on your shoulder and eyes closed.

"Why don't we wash your hair first?" You hear a quiet sound of agreement come from JJ and you reach for the shampoo, taking a little and his hands lay lightly on your waist while he drops his head for you to wash.

"That feels nice," he mumbles and you chuckle, rinsing out the soap.

"Conditioner, please," you say and JJ hands you the bottle, hand returning to you waist once more.

Running the conditioner through his hair, you let it sit for a couple minutes as you wash your own hair.

Turning around, you see as JJ quickly shifts his eyes that were on you, his cheeks a light pink.

"You're so cute when you get shy," you giggle  turning his face so he's looking at you. "I wish I could kiss you," you pout.

"Then do it," JJ whispers seductively, just to see you roll your eyes, continuing to wash the shampoo out of your hair.

"Nice to know you're feeling better," you scoff.

"Just putting it out there."

"Come here," you say softly and begin to rinse the conditioner out of JJ's hair, humming quietly to yourself as you do.

Once done, you rinse your own hair and step out of the shower, wrapping a towel around yourself.

You continue to help JJ, drying his hair a little for him with his towel.

"The soup is cold," you mutter, but before you can take it to warm up, JJ pulls you into bed with him.

"It's okay because you'll keep me warm, right?" He mumbles, voice muffled because his head is digging into your shoulder.

"I guess so," you mutter, just to see JJ's head lift up, his eyes narrowing in on you. "Just kidding, I'll stay with you."

You pull up the blanket enough to cover you both and you hear the boy beside you whisper something that you cannot hear.

"What was that?" You ask, worried.

"Can I be the little spoon?" JJ asks and he immediately smiles once you agree.

You let out an airy laugh, patting his shoulder. "Of course," you comply and you let out a happy breath, your arm around JJ's waist and your head leaning on the back of his shoulder.

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I don't think I've written an actual good fluff in so long what

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