Kim's P.O.V.
Jay wasn't acting right today. It was actually disconcerting how much he wasn't acting like himself. At work it was only really doing paperwork. Jay was just keeping to himself. He looked really pale. Maybe a little bit green. He obviously wasn't feeling well, but he wouldn't go home if no one pointed it out. Everyone else was focused on their paperwork. I had finished most of mine the night before so I started to plan how to get Jay to go home. After I decided what I was going to do I got up, and walked over to him.
"Hey do you want some coffee, or something?" He looked up. His eyes were watery. I have never seen him like this.
"Umm…No thanks." He just said no to coffee. He might not have been as addicted to coffee as me, but he hasn't had any since at least lunch.
"Are you feeling ok?" His eyes widened as I put my hand on his forehead. He was burning up.
"Jay your burning. Come on I'm taking you home." I start to get his stuff before walking over to get mine. I stop at Voight's office telling him that me and Jay are leaving because Jay is sick. After that Jay then started to get up.
We were now in his apartment, and we both were eating chicken broth that I had picked up on the way over.
"You don't have to do this you know." I look over at him. His voice is a little bit better, and his eyes are looking better too.
"I know, and I'm still here. Now put something on the tv so I don't have to hear every time you sniffle." He looked at me weird for a few moments before grabbing the remote, and putting on the baseball game.
He's lucky that I care about him or else there would be no way he would've gotten me to sit through a baseball game without making any comments.
Wait, I care about him?