Devotions of Your Keeper (Thoma X Fem Reader)

Thoma When You're On Your Period

Synopsis: Mother Nature has decided to go all out this month and give you one of your worst periods. But as luck would have it, Thoma has also decided to go out to lovingly care for his favourite girl, whether you like it or not.

(Yes, I got my period this week and while I'm lucky that they're usually not AS bad as Reader's here, it put me in the mood to write this).

Theme(s): Humor, Fluff, Comfort.

Relationship: Dating

Word Count: 2112

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Thoma When You're On Your Period

"Hi m'love! Are you-"

Thoma bounced into the bedroom and took one look at you. You were all wrapped in blankets on the bed, curled up in a foetal position, clawing onto your screaming stomach. You lay in fear of staining your favourite sweatpants and worse, the sheets you knew Thoma had only washed the day before. But if you made the slightest shift, you would only aggravate one or all your cramps in every ounce of your body. Even your favourite romance story couldn't distract you from the pain- in fact trying to concentrate on it made your head shriek in agony.

Being a girl could be torture sometimes.

"You okay?" Thoma strolled up to you and crouched down so he could face you with big loving puppy eyes. He gently pried some of the blankets away from your face, getting a grumpy groan out of you.

"Is it that time of the month?"

You grumbled in response. Could he tell?

"Awww, you poor thing," Thoma chuckled, playfully pinching your cheek. You yanked yourself away, sending a stabbing feeling in your stomach and head. It made you whine angrily at him. He just laughed in response.

"I'm sorry. You didn't like that, did you?"

You scowled and pulled the blankets back over your nose. You just wanted to be alone, but deep down, you knew that Thoma was not going to leave you.

He did this every month.

And you loved it every time he babied you like this.

But Archons almighty did you hate admitting it. Especially when you were already in hell.

"Don't worry, m'love. I'll be back in a moment."

And off he went with a pep in his step. You grumbled and sunk back down into your little sheet wrap, squeezing your piercing stomach. Oh ARCHONS, your cramps were bad this month. And when you winced and curled into yourself, you felt a leak of blood escape down there.

Damn it.

You would need to change soon.

But if you did, that would mean escaping your cozy blanket wrap and exposing yourself to your own chills.

And if you aggravated your cramps or your headache any more, you were certain you were going to faint.

Mother Nature really had to go all out this month, didn't she? Bitch . . .

You sunk into your sheet wrap and let out a little "fuuuuuuuck . . ." You squeezed your eyes shut and whined as you heard Thoma's footsteps approaching. You awaited a loving ambush of honey tea and more blankets and armfuls of snacks. Sure enough, you heard him cheerily kicking the door open.