Technical Difficulties (Jeremy x The Squip) Oneshots

The Squip was woken up by somebody shaking him awake. He opened his eyes slightly, to see Jeremy, which was weird because usually wasn't up this last. He looked really tired, and seemed to be sweating. "Jeremy?"

"I'm cold." Jeremy complained. That was weird. Even though it was Semptember, it was still really warm out. Plus, Jeremy's sweating! He couldn't be cold, cold he?

  Suddenly, the Squip relized something. Humans often can have chill and a fever with an illness. Jeremy could be sick. The Squip felt Jeremy's forehead. He was burning.

  "Your hand's cold." Jeremy whined. The Squip sighed. He was definitley sick.

  "Here," the Squip said, pulling back the covers so Jeremy could get in bed with him. "Lay down."

  Jeremy got into bed next to the Squip. The Squip layed him so his head was his chest. He wrapped his arm around Jeremy. He'd probaly have to call him in from school in the morning, and convince Jeremy to actually rest instead of playing video games all day. But for now, it was alright.