"Mhm," Jim grunts in his sleep as he feels something push against his body. What he feels is pam trying to cuddle deeper into his chest as he's laid facing her on his left side. See, she woke up to painful period cramps and is now trying to seek the comfort and warmth she know her husband has.
One comforting thing that she knows helps her cramps are Jims's large, warm hands. So as she nuzzle her face further into his bare chest, she reaches between their two bodies and fumbles around until she find one of Jim's limp hands that's resting against the mattress. Once found, she slowly brings his hand under her night shirt and press his palm flat to her lower belly. This officially awakes Jim up from his slumber.
"What'd you doin', love? he whispers in his groggy sleep voice with his eyes still closed, too tired to even open them up.
Shaking her head from side to side against Jim's chest, Pam answer quietly, "Nah-ah, cramping, Your hand is warm and it helps with my cramps." Her confession has Jim more awake and alert even though it's only four in the morning.
He flutters his eyes open to the dark of the room and coos back softly, "Aw, m'sorry, beesly. Do you need me to get you some pain medicine or a cup of tea?" God pam loves her husband. He's the most carrying soul she's ever met and would do anything to make sure she's happy and healthy at all times.
Lifting her head from his cozy chest, she lean up to peck Jims's cheek, the one that's not smushed into the mattress and respond, "No, babe. I took an ibuprofen in the bathroom about twenty minutes ago when I went to change pads. So that should be kicking in soon. Just want you to hold me, please. And keep your hand on my tummy."
Turning his head slightly to catch her lips with his lips, he kisses her gently before muttering, "'Course, m'love. Turn 'round f'me so I can spoon you. That way it'll be easier to keep my hand on your belly and f'me to hold you." She does as told and flip over to her left side, now facing away from Jim.
Jim scoots closer to her back and wraps his arms securely around her body. Then with the arm draped over her hip, he takes that hand and slips it under her t-shirt, settling it right over where he knows her cramps are coming from. "There we go. All better?"
"Yeah Jim, love you." She say back with sleep taking over her mind. She'd been awake for about an hour dealing with her period and period cramps, but now that the medicine is starting to work and his warm hand is helping soothe the cramps, she's becoming very sleepy.
"Love you too, beesly. Wake me if you need anythin' else." Jim lastly says before he falls back into his slumber.
