kit connor X male reader

how does that happen?

(A few weeks later)

I wake up in the middle of the night with my lower stomach in agony. I pick up my phone to check the time. 4:26. I start tearing up from the pain, and I look over at Kit, and his back is facing me, and he's snoring lightly. I gently shake kit for him to wake up. He turns over and lifts his head up slightly.
"What's the matter, sweetheart?" He asks
"I feel really sick." I sob

Kit moves a little closer to me and hugs me.
"Where does it hurt?" he asks quietly
"All my stomach," I say
"Do you want some paracetamol?"
I nod
Kit gets up and goes downstairs, then comes back five minutes with some paracetamol and a glass of water, and he crouches in front of me

"Open your mouth, riv," He says
I open my mouth, and he puts the paracetamol in my mouth and puts the glass up to my lips, I have a sip of water and then swallow the tablet. Kit stands up, puts the glass on the bedside table, and then gets back into bed.

He lays back down, and I rest my head on kits bare chest, listening to his heartbeat, with tears still flowing out my eyes and down my face. Kit hugs me tight and kisses my head every so often.
"I know, baby, it's going to hurt." he comforts
I can't really speak. I just sob
"Sh sh shhh, it's okay." He strokes my hair

He hugs me tight and kisses my head while rubbing my stomach.
"It hurts." I sob
"It's going to"
"When will it stop?"
"You have to wait for the paracetamol kick in," he says quietly

We cuddle for a bit before we both fall asleep. I wake up again around seven o'clock, and the pain is back, I sit up, and I start crying again, wrapping my arms around my stomach. Kit wakes up like ten minutes later, and he looks over at me and then sits up
"Hey hey hey, what's wrong?" He asks
"It hurts again." I sob

Kit wipes my tears away with his thumb and then hugs me and kisses my head gently,
"The paracetamol didn't help?"
I shake my head
"Oh sweetheart," he says while moving my hair out of my face

We hug for a bit, and then I get up to pee. I walk in the bathroom, and I shut the door. I sit down, and then I see it.
"WHAT THE FUCK" I shout
There's blood all in my boxers. Fuck, that's happened. I have noticed that my testosterone levels have been kind of low

Kit walks in the bathroom and then looks at me
"What happened?" he asks
"Look," I say
He looks, then looks up at me again, confused
"How the fuck can that happen? You've had bottom surgery, " I ask
"Kit, i don't know!" I snap

"Hey, no need to snap at me." he says
"Sorry," I say
"Do you need me to go to the pharmacy?"
I nod
"Okay, you go have a shower, and I'll go to the pharmacy."
"Okay,"
Kit stands up, then walks into our room and starts getting dressed. I shut the bathroom door, and I start undressing. Then I go in the shower. How did that happen. I mean, it does explain what's happened for the last few days, I've been really moody and obviously the stomach ache from this morning

I finish showering and I walk in our room and I get some clothes. Kit changing the sheets of our bed while I was getting dressed
"Sorry," I mutter
"It's fine, riv. You can't help it,"
Kit changes the sheets, then kisses my cheek
"I'm going to go now, okay?"
"Mhm."
"Love you,"
"Love you too,"

Kit walks downstairs and then leaves. Twenty minutes later, Kit arrives back and walks over to me. He kisses my cheek
"Here" hands the bag to me
"Thanks," I say
I get up, then I walk in the bathroom and depressingly change myself. Then I walk out of the bathroom and collapse on the sofa.

Kit walks into the living room and sits down and strokes my hair
"You okay?" He asks
I sit up, and I snuggle up to kit, then I shake my head
"Stomach ache?"
I nodded, and then Kit kissed my head, then played with my hair
"Do you want some more paracetamol?" he asks
I nod again, and kit stands up and goes in the kitchen, getting some paracetamol and a glass on water. He walks back in and then sits next to me