𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓 𝑻𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 | 𝑭𝒊𝒏𝒏 𝑾𝒐𝒍𝒇𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝑰𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔

𝑹𝒖𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒓

I'm in a Boris mood ugh my baby
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I was awoken early this morning by awful cramps.

I haven't been able to fall back asleep since so I've been waiting patiently in bed for Boris to wake up while I watched TV.

I heard a halt in his snores and he shuffled around in the sheets for a moment, moving his body closer to mine. He grabbed a hold of my arm and I looked down at his sleeping face. His soft snores resumed and I turned my attention back to the screen.

The increasing pain of my cramps was becoming too much too bare. I needed a pain reliever. I gently grabbed his hand and removed his grasp from my arm.

I slipped out of bed but suddenly felt Boris grip my wrist. I turned to look down at him. He was propped up on his elbow and rubbing his eyes with his free hand.

"Where do you go?" He asked with his raspy morning voice. His English grammar was always bad when he first woke up.

"I need to get medicine."

He stopped rubbing his eyes and looked up at me with a concerned expression.

"You are sick?"

"No, I started my period."

"Oh. You are hurting?"

"Mhm. Cramps." I placed my hand on my lower stomach.

He hummed and let go of my wrist. I made my way to the bathroom and searched through the cupboards until I found the Midol then returned to the bedroom.

Boris was still awake and sitting up in bed, waiting for me. I grabbed the glass of water on the nightstand and took a few gulps with the pill.

"I need to go eat something so I don't get nauseas." I told him after I set the glass back down.

He didn't even respond before he pulled the covers back and stood up.

"I will make you something, detka. Toast, yes?"

I nodded with a small smile.
"Thank you."

"You lay down." He said to me before leaving the room.

I climbed back under the covers and got comfortable as I waited for Boris. After taking longer than expected, he came back with a plate that had a stack of 5 toasts.

"Bor, why'd you make so many?"

He shrugged and handed me the plate before climbing back into bed next to me.

"You are more hungry at this time, right?"

I chuckled and turned to meet his face. I pecked his lips then looked back down at the plate.

"Yeah but I don't need this many. Here." I handed him a piece. He took it then paused.

"You are sure you do not want? I make them all for you."

"I'm sure, baby. You need to eat too."

He nodded and took a bite.