Can't Get Colds-
"I'm not sick" Black Ice stated stubbornly as Jack placed a warm towel on his head.
"uh-huh" the girl said, not believing him for a second.
"I'm not!"
"The fever says otherwise" she deadpanned and wet a towel before dapping his sweaty neck and chest.
Black Ice gave a weak chuckle, "must be a stomach ache"
Jack smiled softly and brushed his black hair from his face.
"Yeah, must be" Jack agreed.
Black Ice smiled back before his face twisted into a grimace and he turned his head away as he coughed harshly. Jack rubbed his back gently as he continued to cough.
"Shh" Jack whispered.
Soon the coughing fit ceased and Black Ice slumped against the bed with a tired groan.
"Try and get some sleep," Jack whispered gently as Black Ice tried to fight the desire of rest.
Soon, Black Ice was asleep and Jack continued to treat him throughout the night.
The next morning, Jack forced an herbal remedy down his throat. Black Ice gagged at the foul taste.
"What was that?"
"My own special remedy, works wonders on curing illness's"
"I'm not ill" Black Ice grumbled like a child.
"Sure, you're not" Jack smirked.
Black Ice yawned and curled up, "sorry"
"For what?"
He looked at her, "you have to take care of me"
"Of course I am, you are my friend and guest" Jack replied.
Black Ice smiled at that, "You're my friend too"
Jack smiled.