AUTHOR NOTE: This was requested by 1artsypineapple.
Jack had gotten a cold and you offered to care for him since the boys needed to head out on a case. You had made him some soup. You knocked on his door. "Can I come in Jack?" you asked.
"Yes," he called back and you walked in and placed the tray on his end table. The poor thing looked just pitiful. He was a little pale, had dark bags under his eyes, and he had a small fever.
"Feeling any better?" you asked.
"No, not at all," he said, "do humans get sick like this a lot?".
"It's one the most annoying human things, but yeah," you answered, "especially if it's catchy,".
"What's that?" he asked.
"Some illnesses can be passed around," he explained, "you can accidentally make someone else sick,".
"Is what I have catchy?" he asked.
"Yes, a cold can be very catchy," you said.
"Y/N you should go so you don't get sick," he said. You smiled.
"That's sweet of you to worry Jack, but I'll be ok," you said.
"I don't want to make you sick," he said.
"Tell you what," you said taking his hand in yours, "you let me take care of you now and if I get sick you can take care of me,". He smiled.
"I'd like that," he said, "taking care of you,".
"Me too," you said grabbing the soup, "now try to get some of this down,". You watched as he sipped some of the broth.
"I think that's all I can do for now," he said. You noticed his eyes start to droop as you took the bowl.
"Ok, try to rest Jack," you said placing the bowl back on the tray.
"Ok," he said letting his eyes close, "will you hum to me. It helps me sleep,". You smiled and softly hummed until you could tell he was asleep. You leaned down and kissed his forehead.
"Sweet dreams Jack, " you said, "I love you,".