Leave the World on Read

Cramps, Crying, and Cuddling ( John B Routledge x Reader )

"Oh fuck me." I audibly groaned curling onto my left side and pulling my knees to my chest as I was awoken by the horribly familiar pangs of aunt Flo's pain. My phone pinged on the nightstand next to me. JB: Mornin Beautiful! Boat Day on the Pogue you in? and one from my mother: We landed safely, enjoy your summer, remember the rules, Heyward will be giving us status reports when he drops off groceries, which there should be a delivery today, I noticed you were out of supplies, I ordered some snacks for you as well, love you. Well at least I don't have to go force myself to go out and get pads thank goodness I thought to myself as I curated a text back to John B. Me: Hey babe, sorry but I can't moms wants a mom and daughter day before she and dad leave for their couples summer getaway. A little white lie, just so he wouldn't worry about me and I didn't want him to waste such a beautiful day stuck inside taking care of me. JB: awh, well gonna miss you, and there's the rest of the summer after they leave tomorrow. I smiled at the text. Me: Right you are handsome, I'll miss you too. I set my phone back down opting to grab my laptop from my bedside drawer and pulling up Netflix to binge the day away. Secretly as much as I don't want to burden him I do wish JB was here to cuddle. I pushed those thoughts away deciding to continue my favorite show. I slowly made my way downstairs to grab some breakfast and medication, bringing it back to my room and getting comfy. I made sure I was somewhat presentable for whenever Heyward dropped off the groceries. My hair pulled up in a messy bun. An old t shirt, and JB's sweats and one of his hoodies. After two episodes of my favorite show there was a knock on my door around 11 am. I made my way to the door putting on a face and pretending like my insides weren't trying to shred themselves. "Hi Mr. Heyward, thank you so much! How are you? How's Mrs. Heyward?" I ask making polite conversation. "Y/n always a pleasure, the missus and I are doing just fine. How about you? and your parents?" Heyward asked back. " Well I got the text they landed safely so that's always good." I smiled but it turned into more of a grimace unintentionally. "That's great, I must say I'm a bit surprised you answered the door, instead of me having to put them in the fridge in the garage, how come you're not out with the hooligans you and my son call friends?" He asked jokingly. "Oh just not feeling the best today." I answered. He was quiet a moment as he scanned my face. "Ah I see, well feel better, and I'll tell your mother everything's just fine here so far and I'll get out of your hair, remember to take something for that pain." He gave me a hug. "Thanks Mr. Heyward, you have a good day, oh and my mom wanted me to give you this." I said handing him the envelope from my mom. I waved to him and watched as he drove off in his boat before returning to put away the groceries while hoping Heyward wouldn't tell the others. There were the usual groceries, milk, bread, eggs, etc. But then in the last bag aside from my monthly items, were chocolate, some potato chips, edible cookie dough, gummy bears, and as I retrieved the last item from the bag my heart squeezed a little, a box of cheez its. Both John B and I's favorite snack. The painkillers I had taken earlier were beginning to wear off as I could feel the cramps returning with haste. The rational side of my brain was telling me if you want your boyfriend here so bad just call him, but it was wrestling with the I - want - to -please- everyone side and not be a burden. But all my emotional hormonal ridden brain could think to do was to slide down the cabinets to the floor cradling the box of cheez its to my chest sobbing. Unbeknownst to me Heyward had seen the pain in my face and figured I shouldn't be alone so he called up John B. telling him what was going on with me. To which after hearing I wasn't feeling well, John B quickly drove the HMS Pogue back to the chateau, and climbed into the Twinkie hauling ass to get to me. I had given him a spare key a while ago to which he now used because I hadn't answered the door. "Baby where are you?!" He called into the house before going quiet listening for a response. I hadn't heard him still in the throws of my crying fit, but he had heard my sobs and was now following the sounds of them to me. "Baby there you ar- Baby what's wrong? are you okay? C'mere I gotcha." He soothed upon rounding the corner and seeing me curled in a ball crying. "J-John B?" I sniffed. "Hey sweetheart yeah it's me I'm here, and I've got you." He comforted rubbing my back lightly. I hugged him tighter burying my face in the crook of his neck, his grip on me tightening when he felt mine tighten. "That's it I'm okay, you're okay, it's all going to be okay." He continued to soothe. Finally when my sobs quieted to sniffles I shifted in his lap so he was cradling me. "There's my beautiful girl, wanna tell me what that was all about?" He asked gently. "It was stupid." I whispered. "Hey now none of that, c'mon you can tell me." He urged wiping a stray tear. "W-Well I've got red in my ledger and I feel like shit, woke up to an empty house, didn't want to burden you, Mr.Heyward brought groceries and mom texted saying she ordered me some snacks, I was missing you and when I was putting away the groceries I got to the bag of snacks and she got me cheez its, and it made me think of us and how much I missed you and my hormones and yeah so I was crying over a box of cheez its." I admitted looking down at the box I was still holding, making him realize I was holding it. "AWHH baby that is the cutest, sweetest thing I've ever heard, that's not stupid, and NEVER ever think you could burden me, I'm here for you any time any place, just like you're always here for me, don't hesitate to call me, just call me and I'll coming running, and I know you'll do the same." He chided softly. "Okay, I'm sorry though." I mumbled. "Sweetheart you have nothing to be sorry for ." He kissed my forehead. "Wait, what are you doing here anyways? I thought you were out on the boat?" I asked suddenly confused. "Heyward called me, said he could see it in your face and didn't want you to be alone." John B explained. "Awh thank you Bub." I kissed him and hugged him tight. "You're welcome, now how about we cuddle up, watch some movies, and eat some of these cheez its?" John B smiled. "I'd say that sounds perfect, yes please." I smiled and nodded. We got up off the floor John B helping me and dusted ourselves off. "To the living room!" Jb cheered swooping me up and gently tossing me over his shoulder. I shrieked and accidentally dropped the box of crackers, laughing as he caught me off guard. "Oh no...the cheez its."I gasped dramatically. "Fear not I'll get them." John B. squatted down snatching them off the floor still holding me over his shoulder. "JB DON't YoU dRop me, plEasE!" I squealed at the sudden movement. "Wouldn't dream of it babe." He smiled as he set me on the couch, then flopping down next to me handing me the snack. "Thank you." I huffed curling into him as he held me to him. We had a perfect evening watching all the movies we could think of and falling asleep in each others embrace.

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