Dan Howell Imagines ••

He helps you on your period #1

Here's ONE of the many period themed imagines I'll have! Plz follow me, and (H/N) = His Name. (Y/N) = Your Name. Enjoy!

"Uggggh," you groan, clutching your stomach and wincing. You feel like someone is scraping out your insides. "Hey (H/N)," you call softly, hoping that he hears you from the computer room where he's working on a new video. You hate to bother him but you can't move or take the pain anymore.
"Yeah?" You hear him call back.
"Will you come here for a second?"
"Yeah just give me a bit," he responds and you nod even though you know he can't see you. You just don't feel like you have the energy to yell back just an 'okay.'
After a few minutes (H/N) finally makes it into the bedroom where he finds you crumpled up on the bed with your eyes squeezed shut. "Oh geez, babe. Are you okay?" He asks. You shake your head slightly. "What is it?"
"My uterus is trying to kill me," you whine.
"Oh. Um. Is there anything I can do?"
"Will you bring me some Advil, some decaf hot tea, and a heating pad?"
"Do we have a heating pad?" He asks.
You nod. "In the storage closet."
You hear him stroll over to the side of the bed and feel his lips on your damp forehead. "I'll be right back."
Soon your boyfriend returns, saying "okay I've gotten everything." You feel the edge of the bed move and you open your eyes to find that he has taken a seat beside you on the bed as is holding out the Advil and the tea.
"Thank you," you say softly, taking the medicine and washing it down with the tea. (H/N) merely smiles and grabs the heating pad and lays it gently over your stomach, pecking you on the lips.
"I hate seeing you like this," he says, brushing your hair lightly out of your face. "I wish there was something I could do to help."
You give him a soft smile, reaching out and taking his hand in yours. "You are helping."
He sighs slightly. "I guess. I just wish I could do more."
You bring your hands up and kiss his knuckles. "You're doing all you can and I appreciate it. I love you."
His lips press into a tight smile, but his eyes are still lined with worry. "You're so pale."
"There's no blood for my face when it's all falling out of my vagina," you say bitterly.
He squinches up his face, exclaiming, "Ew gross."
You chuckle, apologizing, "I'm sorry. I'm just cranky."
He cups your face in one large hand, rubbing his thumb against your cheekbone. "I would be too if my uterus was trying to kill me," he says with a slight smile. "Are you sure there's nothing more I can do?"
You reach up and place your hand over his, lacing your fingers together. "Will you lay with me for a bit? I know you're busy with your video but-" you were about to say 'just until I feel better' but He cuts you off.
"Absolutely. My video can wait. My girlfriend is more important right now," he says, crawling onto the bed beside you. He holds his arm out and you lift your head to settle onto his shoulder so he can wrap his long arm around you.