RELIEF ; kim namjoon. ✓

Relief

{Edit, October 9, 2022: this was written on 21st January '22 and published in my one-shot book "Euphoric State of Mind" ; i'm just republishing it here :)}

[Look, before we start, this is my first smut so I'm sorry if there are any errors. It took me a whole week to write this, just saying.]

[M/F!reader, blood, period, menstrual sex, pain relief, contains mature content.]

[Again, mind the stuff above^^ and then proceed. Yep, that's all. You may proceed~]

"Baby? I'm home." Namjoon hadn't expected to come home after a long tiring day at the company to just find an empty house. He had expected Y/n to practically pounce on him, being extremely happy that he had gotten a week's worth of holiday from his work.

"Baby? Are you not home?" Namjoon said a bit louder in the empty room, scrolling through his phone for any texts Y/n might've left him. But alas, he finds none. Walking inside their bedroom room, he finds her curled into a ball and bundled up in his clothes, sleeping soundly on the bed.

It is weird, Namjoon thinks. He had never seen her sleeping in the afternoon, and she wasn't one to sleep at 6 in the evening. He silently walks over to her trying extremely hard not to make any noise or bump into something that could potentially wake her up. Sitting beside her sleeping figure softly, he brings out a hand to caress her, just to find her skin burning hot.

'She has a fever,' he tells himself as he gets up. Entering the bathroom he gets some wet strips of a towel and comes out to her again, placing the cool strips gently on her forehead. He quickly changes out of his work clothes and sits beside her on the bed again, stroking her lovingly.

Y/n wakes up with a start as soon as she feels cold water dripping down her torso and neck. Did she fall asleep in the bathtub?

"Hey," Namjoon's voice gently calls her, and then she looks over to him, panting, "How are you feeling?"

"Like shit," she says, her voice raspy. She clears her throat and then continues, "My body is punishing me for not producing babies. Fucking baby box."

"Huh?" Judging by Namjoon's expression, he is confused.

"I'm on my bitch week, Joon. I hate it, it hurts so much."

"Ahhh," he exclaims in realization, "You're on your period? But you have a fever too," Namjoon says, forcing her to lie down and she scowls in return.

"As always, I have a fever too. Next thing we know, I'll be suffering from some deadly flu virus too."

"Hey," Namjoon says, knowing she would be in a sour mood for the whole day, grumbling about having cramps, "I'll be here with you the whole week. Okay? You're a brave girl, I know how strong you are," he softly says, caressing her face with soft hands.

"Brave my ass," Y/n grumbles further, "I feel like my back will split into two. I can practically feel the blood dripping out of me."