Craving Kisses - (Aaron Hotchner)

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Imagine: you get your period at Aaron's house.

It is the first day in a while that Aaron has gotten off early enough to have time to spend with you. He invited you over a few hours ago, and you've just been chilling the whole time.

The two of you are currently cuddled up on the couch watching Stranger Things, when you feel a very sharp pain in your stomach. You let out a whimper, causing Aaron to look at you with concern.

"You feeling alright, darling?" He asks you worriedly.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just gonna go to the bathroom, ok?" You reply, trying to hold back the pain.

You get up off the couch and the cramps only get worse. You're practically hunched over in pain the whole way to the bathroom, but you do end up there eventually.

Pulling your pants down, you notice a red stain that has bled through your underwear and your sweatpants. You groan out in frustration, when a chilling thought rushes into your brain. What if you bled onto his couch?

You don't know what to do. You can't tell Aaron that you've gotten your period, right? Everyone always said it was gross, and shouldn't be talked about. It was more so men that said those things.

You don't know how long you've been in the bathroom at this time, but it's definitely been around 15 minutes. You grab some toilet paper and wad it up, sticking it in your underwear.

Walking back into the living room, the first thing you see is Aaron scrubbing at the spot you were sitting at on the couch. Shit, you did bleed onto his couch?

"Aaron?" Your voice is shaky, and he looks up at you. "Um, did I leak onto the cushion?" You ask, audibly nervous.

"Yes, darling. You did. I was just finishing up cleaning the couch off. Do you need anything? Snacks, chocolate, menstrual products?"

He's so calm and sweet about this. You on the other hand are flabbergasted. Everyone always tells you that period cravings don't exist, and that you're being overly dramatic about cramps. No one has ever offered to buy stuff to make you feel better.

"Oh, no. You don't have to get all of that... Just some pads for now please? I can go if you're uncomfortable with buying the-"

"No, darling." He steps closer and motions you toward the bedroom, following close behind you. "Lay down, love. You need your rest. And no one should be uncomfortable with buying stuff for their partner who's cramping, craving, and in pain."

He hugs you and places a few kisses on your cheek. "What snacks do you want, darling?"

"Dark chocolate, strawberries, cucumbers, aaaaand.... Could you maybe get a bucket of ice cream?"

"Of course, my love. Send me a picture of the type of pads you need, please. I won't know what they look like."

He leaves the house and you cuddle up in the bed, sending him a picture of the type of pads you usually buy. You don't mean to fall asleep, but you're so comfortable. And Aaron's side of the bed is so warm.

You're awaken by someone gently shaking your shoulder, and when you open your eyes; you see your smiling boyfriend holding a few bags of stuff.

"Hey, darling. I got everything you asked for and the sweatshirt I'm wearing should be warm and smell like me now, so you can have that too."

You contentedly hum, "Thanks, honey. I'm too tired, can you put the sweatshirt on me?" You lift your arms up and Aaron chuckles in response.

He slides the hoodie off of himself and dresses you like a ragdoll. Then he kisses you on the lips and hands you the pads, rubbing your back as if motioning you to the bathroom.

Once you are finished in the bathroom, you go back to see Aaron sitting on the bed with snacks piles on the table next to him.

"Hey, darling? You having any cravings, or do you wanna eat this tomorrow?"

You yawn, and crawl onto the bed next to him. "Mm, I am crazing one thing."

"And what's that, my love?" He turns his head to you, and totally glances at your lips.

"I'm craving kisses." You lean in and kiss him, which he reciprocates.

"Ok, let's go to sleep now, my darling. You're yawning pretty much every five seconds." He chuckles. Then kisses the top of your head before wrapping his arms around you, pulling you as close as possible.
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Authors note: to my menstruating readers, I feel ya. Just got my period last night and wanted to write this piece.

Please vote and comment, love y'all <3

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