A/N: Hello everyone! Kessi is back! I am going to continue with one shots that involve my OC's (Myles and the troublesome neighbours, Tristan and Samantha) but I wanted to write a scene with just Kyle and Jessi, so here you go. I know there are plot holes in this, but I just really wanted to write a Kessi scene with their adorableness, so I tried to make it work. Happy reading! xoxo
"What's a seven digit number that describes itself? First digit is the number of zeroes, second digit is the number of ones and so on?"
Kyle grunted under the strain of the weights he was holding up. "Three million two hundred and eleven thousand (3 211 000)."
"I'm going to add another fifty pounds to each side now, Kyle." Jessi said. "Can you put both your feet on the floor for a minute?" Moving out of the flamingo like position he had been standing while holding one hundred and fifty pounds of weights in each arm, Kyle took a swig of water while Jessi adjusted his weights.
"Okay, this time try doing squats with the weights and I'll keep up with the questions," Jessi said, energized from her work out they had just finished.
With a quiet moan, Kyle picked up the weights again and started doing squats.
"What is four hundred and fifty seven multiplied by nine hundred and sixty three? (457x963=)."
"Um, four hundred forty thousand and ninety one (440 091)."
"Now square it."
"Uh...um." Kyle stuttered, trying to do the calculation in his head.
"Come on Kyle! You can do this!" Jessi shouted.
"One billion ninety three six million eighty eighty-eight thousand two hundred and eighty one (193 690 088 281)."
"You're struggling this morning, Kyle. Is something wrong?" Jessi asked.
I was concerning Jessi with my irregular actions but I couldn't help it. Something was really wrong, on a programming level in my brain. About all I wanted to do was crash into my bed and sleep for a week. I didn't want to concern Jessi or spur any rash decisions so I regulated my heartbeat and told a little white lie.
"I'm definitely not feeling my best. I think I might be sick."
"Well let me heal you and then we can continue with your workout."
"No, Jessi. I don't want you to overexert yourself. I can deal with being sick for a day or two, especially since it's the weekend and we won't be missing school or anything important." Kyle said firmly.
Pouting, Jessi didn't reply right away but looked Kyle over as if to check for visible symptoms. "Okay, fine. I won't heal you. But I do think we should stop your workout so you can go home and rest."
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Once they got back to their apartment, Kyle went straight to the bedroom. Jessi looked around the room worriedly for a moment before picking up the phone to call Nicole.
"Hi Nicole. Kyle is sick. What should I do?"
"Oh dear. That never happens! You two have such strong immune systems! Is everything okay?" Nicole tutted.
"I'm not really sure. The last time he got sick was when his brain was struggling with that memory wiping formula. I'm worried it's something like that again, but it could just be the flu."
"Okay, sweetie. Well, until we know more I think you should treat it like the flu. That won't do any harm and it might be just what Kyle needs." Nicole recommended, "That means chicken noodle soup and sports drinks. And of course lots of rest! Try to keep him comfortable and warm. Do you want me to come over and help?"
"Thank you Nicole, but if it is just the flu I don't want you to get sick as well. I'll call if I need more help." Jessi responded.
"You're so sweet to think of that, Jessi. But moms don't care about getting sick if one of their kids needs them. So you call if you need anything and don't worry about me, okay?"
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Walking into their bedroom, Jessi could barely see Kyle under the mound of blankets he had piled on top of himself. Making sure to move extra quietly so Kyle wouldn't wake up, Jessi removed his shoes, and rearranged the pillows and blankets on the bed so he was completely covered. Pressing a kiss into his forehead, she left a sports drink on the nightstand and turned the light off, creeping out of the room.
About an hour later, Jessi came back in to check on Kyle only to see he was awake. "How are you feeling now, Kyle?" She asked. "Awful," he moaned. "I'm both hot and cold, and everything hurts."
Shaking her head at her stubborn boyfriend, but reassured that he seemed to only have the flu this time, Jessi tried to convince him to let her heal him. Kyle kept refusing, claiming he didn't want her to overexert herself if it wasn't necessary.
"Would you like another blanket, then? You're shivering." Jessi offered.
"Can you come cuddle instead?"
Smiling, Jessi replied, "Yes, of course. I want you to drink at least half of this sports drink first though, okay?"
They spent the rest of the day in bed, Jessi putting cool cloths on Kyle's forehead and force feeding him sports drinks to keep his electrolytes up. Every time Jessi went to get up, Kyle would grab her arm and wrap it around himself again.
That evening, Jessi gently shook Kyle awake. "I think your fever finally broke, how do you feel?"
Kyle paused for a moment, taking an inventory of his body. "Achy everywhere, but otherwise normal. Thank you for taking care of me today."
Smiling gently, Jessi replied, "My pleasure, Kyle. I'm just glad you're feeling better. Get some more rest, okay?"
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The next morning Nicole was drinking her coffee when the phone rang.
"Kyle, are you feeling better?"
"Yes, I'm fine. Jessi is sick though! Any advice, Mom?"
"You'll be just fine. Just keep her comfortable. She just caught your flu, sweetie."
Sighing, Kyle hung up the phone. "Sorry, beautiful. You're in for a hard day, unless you'll let me heal you?" He asked hopefully.
With a moan, Jessi rolled over and looked up at Kyle scornfully. "Nice try. Now get over here and snuggle me!"
"Your wish is my command, beautiful."