A/N : FTM!Rich because this headcanon will be the hill I die on. Anyways, content warning for non-graphic depictions of menstruation (I put a content warning because it may trigger dysphoria for some people... I wrote this kinda to vent)
"...Are you drinking your coffee black?"
Rich glared up at the boy in the doorway, looking a bit tired as he sat in his wheelchair. He was at a point where he could walk using his crutches, but that was still a bit difficult, and he didn't have the energy to force himself into it when it was the early morning. The chair was just easier. Plus, it made Rich feel less insecure about his height since he was actually taller than the other boy when he was in the chair.
"Why are you being so judgmental?" Rich replied a bit sharply as he lifted his mug and took another sip, cringing slightly at the bitter taste, and the way it made the awful feeling in his abdominal region worsen slightly. The truth was that he had not been having the greatest morning. He'd gone to the bathroom to find that his period had started (thankfully he caught it before he could end up making a mess of anything), and had been in severe pain- Both physically and emotionally- Since that moment. He made coffee (despite knowing it would only worsen his cramps) to try and cope, but hadn't even had the energy to grab the creamer out of the fridge.
So, here he was, drinking black coffee and wanting to give himself a DIY hysterectomy.
"Something is clearly wrong" Jake told him, wheeling over to where his boyfriend was sitting at the small table they had in the kitchen. "Because the Rich that I know would rather shove a cactus up his butt than drink his coffee black" he continued, getting a weak but genuine chuckle from the other boy at the wording. "Which is understandable, because coffee is not very good if you don't add stuff into it. What is wrong?"
"I..." Rich hesitated, feeling a small wave of dysphoria and embarrassment wash over him. Jake knew he was trans, of course. But that didn't mean he wasn't still a little insecure in their relationship because of it. What if Jake actually saw him as a girl? Or as his girlfriend rather than his boyfriend? What if telling Jake what was wrong would just remind him that Rich wasn't a "real" boy? Shit, what if-
"Hey" Jake said gently, sensing that the boy was spiraling. "Whatever it is, I'm here for you" he assured. "You can talk to me"
"I started my cycle this morning"
...
"Oh"
"Is that a good 'oh' or a bad 'oh'?"
"I just..." Jake trailed off, trying to figure out how to word what exactly was going through his head without accidentally making his boyfriend's dysphoria worse. "You've been taking T for a year and a half now" he explained cautiously. Rich nodded. "I thought it- It stopped a few months in, you told me" he continued. "I guess I'm just- It's not like bad or anything, obviously. Like I love you and I wanna take care of you and help you in any way I can, I just am a little bit confused is all"
"My endocrinologist has been switching around my dosages a bit cause she wants to get my levels perfect or something" Rich replied with a sigh. "This is a side effect of that, I guess. Cause my levels have been fluctuating a lot- I guess my body isn't too big a fan of that" he continued. "Or it's just mad that I'm not getting fucked into oblivion right now, it could be either"
"Wait, why are you drinking coffee if you're...?" Jake asked, making a vague gesture to get across his point without actually saying the word. Rich chuckled at this, which Jake supposed was a good thing. Definitely better than him being upset. "Because I have a caffeine addiction" Rich replied bluntly. "Although I am suffering for it, cause holy shit you cannot even fathom how much it hurts right now"
"Yeah... Maybe I should take that away from you" Jake said with a small chuckle as he moved the mug away from his boyfriend, getting an annoyed groan as he did so. "I read a thing the other day about how menstrual cramps are almost as intense as the pain you suffer during a heart attack" he continued. "So, first off, I want you to feel as comfortable as possible even if it's a really uncomfortable experience, and also I don't want you doing stupid crap like drinking black coffee"
"Fine" Rich caved, picking up the mug and dumping it in the sink. "If I wheel you back to your room, do I get cuddles?"
"You don't have to wheel me to get cuddles, idiot" Jake replied with a roll of his eyes. "I'm gonna cuddle you anyways, cause you're suffering"
"I am suffering, you're right!"
...
"But can you still wheel me? I'm kinda tired"
"I fuckin' knew it"
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