10. Unwell
"I didn't know that the Snow Queen could catch a cold," Jack laughed, as Elsa sneezed once more, shooting snowflakes and miniature icicles everywhere.
She let out a very unroyal whine, and rolled her eyes as she flopped against the bed, burying her face in an overly plush pillow. "Please don't make it worse," she groaned. "And it's not a cold, it's a fever. If you must know, I can get them very easily when the warm weather rolls around."
"It's not contagious, is it?" he questioned, gently rubbing her shoulder comfortingly.
"I doubt it," Elsa muttered, as she rolled around to look up at him. "It's been happening since I was little, and no one else I know has ever caught it."
That said, she let out a cough that seemed to sound an awful lot like the wind howling. After her minor fit, she kicked the blankets off of her body like a toddler and laid out on the mattress, splayed out like a starfish, in an attempt to soak up whatever cool breeze she could.
Raising an eyebrow, Jack softly brushed a lock of hair from her face and hovered over her, looking deep into her periwinkle eyes. "You're gonna ok, right?" he murmured.
"And you say I worry too much," she laughed, although it came more out like a rasp. Nonetheless, Elsa still sported a smile, only before reassuring him. "I'll be fine." Their gazes met and she let out another choked chuckle. "Such a shame I can't kiss you."
"Save that for later," Jack smiled, as he traced his frozen fingers against her slowly warming cheeks.
"Don't worry," she teased, with a faint giggle. "I will."
~xoxo~
Elsa let out a sigh, and laid down next to Jack, who was now the one in bed - sneezing out snowflakes and coughing like crazy, his face a tad bit tanner than it's usual snow white.
The Snow Queen gently reached out, holding his hand. "I'm sorry about infecting you," she said sadly. "I didn't think it would affect anyone else."
"It's fine," Jack assured, rubbing his fingers over hers. Even when ill, he still had that playful twinkle in his grey eyes. "You don't happen to have any of leftover ice cream that healed you, do you?"
With a light giggle, Elsa leaned in and kissed his forehead, softly brushing greyish-white locks from his vision. "I think I do," she murmured.
~ la fin ~
author's note: Ugh. I have a cold, so I made these two cuties get sick together :P. Don't ask how an Ice Queen or a Snow Guardian can get sick, 'cause I was just making stuff up on that one. Ice cream and other cold stuff can heal them, I guess.
Whatever.
I immensely thank all of you for the tidalwave of love you've been giving me! You're all so so amazing and i wuv you :3