Dan Howell Imagines ••

He has to buy tampons (Period #2)

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I groaned out in annoyance as I grimaced down at my bloody underwear. "Fucking hell, this shit wasn't supposed to come for like another fifty years!" I roared to myself. Quickly, I searched the bathroom cabinets and drawers for any sign of pads or tampons only to find a box with one pad.
"Are you fucking kidding me right now?" Normally, I'm happy on my period for some unknown reason and I'm always craving some different kind of fruit but right now I was just pissed off. Sighing, I shoved the empty box of pads into the trash bin before walking to the living room in search of (H/N), aka boyfriend of eleven months.
"(H/NNNN)," I sang sweetly, walking into the room. (H/N) was on his laptop, per usual, and Edward Scissorhands was playing on the TV. I giggled a little at his choice of movie but returned my attention to the beautiful lad infront of me.
"Yes?" he asked in the same tone. He looked at me for a second before turning back to his screen. I scrunched up my face a little before sitting down next to him in criss-cross-applesauce position. I placed a kiss on his cheek and pulled back only slightly, so that my face was only inches away from his.
"I love you," I smiled at him sweetly. He sighed before looking at me again. He scrunched his brows together and chewed on his lip a little. "So, so, so much, my precious little darling."
"What do you want?" he asked suspiciously, eyeing me up and down. I bit my lip and raised my eyebrows, rocking back and forth on my but, hoping he'd get my mental message. "You want...food?"
"No," I rolled my eyes. "But, I think it'd be cool if you...I don't know. Ran out and got me some pads and shit." I winked at him, horribly by the way. He groaned and shook his head. I scowled at him, pouting out my lip, begging him silently to go and get some.
"No, that's embarrassing," he whined, flailing his arms wildly. I glared at him, annoyed that he wouldn't go out and get me some products when I was here bleeding out of places that should only be worshiped - wait, what?
"Do you want me to bleed on everything you love? 'Cause I have no problem carrying that out," I sassed, making him roll his eyes. He huffed out a breath of air and opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by a very familiar voice and notorious house mate.
"Knowing what you two do, (Y/N) would probably bleed all over your face, (H/N)," (Y/R/N) guffawed. I swung around as heat rose to my cheeks. (H/R/N) stood smirking with a cup of tea pressed firmly in his hands. I glared at the incredibly pale boy but turned back to a rather red looking (H/N).
"Oh my god, (Y/R/N) . You did not just say that," (H/N) spoke crisply and in disbelief. (Y/R/N) shrugged and grabbed the remote, switching to some anime show he was all about.
"Would you please just go?" I begged him whilst giving him my puppy dog eyes. He could never, ever, no matter how mad, resist that face. He was like a dad giving into a five year when I pulled that face.
"Ugh, fine. But if I'm not back in half an hour, assume I died from embarrassment."
"Will do, sweetie, will do," I waved at him absentmindedly, walking over and sitting next to (Y/R/N). He smiled at me before turning back to the TV. We proceeded to watch this, actually pretty cool, show for another twenty minutes before the door opened and slammed shut. "Back so soon?!" I called out half-heartedly.
"Thanks a lot," (H/N) mumbled, throwing the sack of womanly products next to me on the couch.
"You're welcome." I responded, not really paying attention to his annoyed attitude. We continued to watch the show in silence until it was over and I turned back to (H/N). "Okay, what were you thanking me for? Not like you need a reason though," I shrugged before standing and walking into the kitchen.
"Well, there happened to be some (your guys' fan base name) at the store that I was shopping in for you and they saw me pick up some tampons," his face was scrunched up in accusation as my fingers clenched around the cup I was holding and I swung around to face him.
"Oh shit, what'd you say?" I whispered worriedly. You see (H/N) and I had been together for almost a year but we were friends for a little bit before that. When we'd started growing closer some of his fans started sending me hate for 'breaking up (gay ship name)' and so we'd never gone public. I think I'd be killed if we ever did decide to go out in the open.
"Since I'm quick on my feet, one of my best abilities," he said, gloating in a sarcastic way, "I told them that (H/S/N) and I wanted to see what happened when we stuck 'em in a glass of water." I laughed at his excuse and turned to put orange juice into my mug.
"Well you most certainly won't be wasting mine, lover boy." I smiled before kissing his cheek and walking out of the room.