gotta make something to eat

I Think I’m Dying

Pairing: Jared x Reader
Words:  1193
Requested by @fandomlyawsome:  Jared x sick! Reader ? She gets a bad virus and he takes care of her.

          You were sitting in Jared’s trailer after you finished your scenes. You hadn’t felt great all day, but you had done what you needed to do. You knew you were coming down with something. You hated being sick.

           You moved to the bed in Jared’s trailer and curled up with your head on the pillow. You didn’t know how long he was going to be, but you were going to take advantage of the bed while you had it.


Jared’s Point Of View

           When I got to my trailer, I found Y/N sleeping in my bed. I could tell there was something wrong immediately though. I had seen her sick before. This was already turning into a sickness because she already looked worried and upset in her sleep.

           I put my hand gently against her forehead and sighed. She was burning up. My poor girl was sick.

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🎱- Favorite pastime

I work with my family in a candy store, and making the fudge as well as various chocolates is a big one for me. Its work, it’s fun to do, plus… its also delicious. Just gotta make sure I eat something prior before coming in, otherwise that’ll be my breakfast, lunch or dinner ><

🌈 -Where do you want to travel to

Honestly, I would really love to do some traveling now if I could. So far, I would love to visit the places where my close Tumblr/Discord friends live, and especially– where my love lives… -points at Argentina-

🌟 - just want to let you know that I appreciate you, and love you

D'awwwwwwww ;-;. I share the same sentiment. You have been nothing but kind and patient with me, and I look forward to getting to know you better!

[Elliot rose quietly, shutting her alarm off almost the moment it rang before sliding carefully from her bed. She’d dressed and gotten ready for the day in almost completely silence, not bothering to turn on any lights or anything. She put it off for as long as possible before easing down onto the edge of the bed beside Tobi, fingers brushing gently through her hair.] Hey, Tob. I… I’ve gotta go to work. Do you want me to make you something to eat upstairs before I go?