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PAIN
PABLO'S EYES WERE sternly fixed on the TV screen as he held the controller between his hands, murmuring a few words before he screeched, slamming his hand on his thighs. "FERRAN, AY DIOS MÍO" (ferran, oh my god)
"pablo." i murmured just below a whisper, as i bit my lip, my stomach beginning to cramp. His headphones were still in place, as he let out a few groans, scolding his friends. He then sat still as the game continued, cursing whenever he lost the ball.
I stirred on the couch, the throbbing pain in my lower abdomen making me grunt in weakness.
Within a few minutes, Pablo burst up from his seat, throwing his head back. "FERANN!" he yelled. "NO PUEDES MANTENE EL BALÓN EN CONTROL NI UN MINUTO" he continued. (you can't even keep the ball in control for a minute)
"PABLO, SHUT UP." I yelled back, having had enough of his behavior. His head snapped back immediately, his eyebrows scrunched as he observed my annoyed face.
He faced the screen for a second before looking back at me, he adjusted himself on his seat again and the room filled with silence.
I pulled the blanket to fully cover me as I crawled up into the corner of the 'L-shaped' couch, letting out a few grunts.
"pedri, me estoy volviendo loco." he breathed out, sliding his controller across the coffee table then took of his headphones, rubbing his face in frustration. "im never having, ferran on my team ever again" he stated, his spanish accent kicking in. (pedri, im going crazy)
He turned off his console followed by the tv then finally faced me. "amor, you ok?"His eyes were still in a serious state, as he walked up to me, observing my face for a few moments. "what's wrong?" he asked me, his voice carrying a worried tone.
"my stomach hurts, it's cramping so bad. i don't know what to do" i told him, feeling tears welling up in my eyes as i rubbed my stomach not knowing why i wasn't angry at him for ignoring me and instead continuing to play FIFA.
His lips formed a concerned frown, as his brow furrowed. His face slowly transformed into a worried expression, as he crouched beside me, placing his hand on my leg to comfort me. "you're on your period, aren't you?" he quietly voiced, rubbing my shoulders.
I nodded, my hand instantly gripping his arm. He remained still, trying to remember what his sister had informed him last time.
I then felt his lips press onto my forehead, as he pulled me closer to him. I felt my tears roll down my cheeks, as Pablo brushed them away. "I'll go make you something hot". he murmured, his hands gently stroking my thighs. He then rose to his feet, and walked over to the kitchen, leaving me to curl up in the corner again, rubbing my stomach.
After a few minutes, i could hear Pablo's footsteps coming towards me from across the room. I opened my eyes to see Pablo walk towards me, holding a warm teacup in his hands. "here you go, my love" he said to me, handing me the cup. "i added some honey, drink it" he continued, gently placing his hand on my thigh.
I sent him a weak smile "thank you, baby" I cooed at him then sat upright, the mug between my palms. He watched me as i took small sips of my tea.
"do you have any medicine you can take?" he asked, brushing my hair away from my forehead. "i'm a little stupid when it comes to periods. i don't know what will help you." he spoke with a soft accent.
"mmm, there are some painkillers in the cabinet upstairs" I shrugged, slowly sipping on the warm tea.
"I'll go get them for you, amor." He spoke, quickly making his way to the staircase. I felt the tea ease the cramping in my stomach a little, as i leaned against the corner of the couch. His footsteps were heard coming back down the stairs, as he crossed the room in a hurry.
"here you go, amor" he told me, handing me the pills. "take these, it'll help the cramps" he continued, observing me swallow the tablets. "can i do anything else for you?" he asked, sitting beside me.
i shook my head contently, tapping the empty space next to me, motioning for him to sit next to me.He lowered himself to the floor, as he sat against the sofa with me. "are you feeling a bit better now?" he slowly asked, his voice carrying a tone of worry. "you know, i don't mind going out to buy some chocolate. i know that always helps" i said, as i leaned into his side.
"no, baby come sit next to me" i reached over to his arms, pulling him upwards."i thought you'd want to spread your legs on the couch" he looked up at me, watching me shake my head then slumped next to me.
"i could go out and get you some chocolate?"
"im ok, thank you" after finishing my mug, i left it on the coffee table before adjusting my head on his lap, facing his stomach. He run his hands through my tangled hair, caressing my cheekbones. "im still mad at you though" i glanced up at his confused look and slightly offended expression.
His eyebrows scrunched as he stared down at me for a few moments,"wha- what did i do?"
"come on pablo, you left me alone and just kept on playing" i left my palm on his ribcage, slowly circling my thumb on his shirt. His face remained in a confused expression, but i could see a hint of smile forming on his lips.
"im sorry baby, you were on your phone so i thought i'd just let you be" he shrugged before placing his hand on mine.
The silence filled the room, as we slowly sat still, gazing into each other's eyes. I tilted my head, letting my forehead lean against his stomach. He then bent down, placing his lips on my hair, his soft voice breaking the silence in the room,"i love you" he quietly said, before placing his hand back on my shoulder again.
A soft smile appeared on my face. "you love me hm?"A tiny smirk lifted up one side his mouth as he nodded, as he looked down at me, his fingers gently stroking my hair. "i love you more than anything," he told me, as he sat down again.
"mhm and would a loving husband leave his girl in pain?" i raised my eyebrows, holding back a laugh at his offended face.His mouth curved into a frown, his eyebrows scrunched as he sat still. "are you trying to tell me that i'm not a good husband?" he questioned me, his tone filled with confusion, as he held my arm.
I rubbed his hand that was on my arm, to help im loosen up. " im joking baby, you're the best husband ever."His eyebrows raised in a light-hearted manner as he chuckled, "oh really? best husband ever?" he questioned in a teasing tone, as he pulled me upwards onto his lap so that i was completely facing him.
I cautiously sat on his lap, not wanting to leak on him then looked at him now that we were both on the same eye-level then nodded in agreement. "so, you're definitely not angry at me anymore?" he asked in a curious tone, as he brushed my hair out of my face. "i feel like the only way for you to prove it, is to kiss me" he told me, his tone still carrying a teasing note to it.
"oh really?" i continued, tilting my head to the left. He then lifted his hand, gently cradling my face as he leaned forwards, closing the gap between us. "mhm" he breathed out, his lips slowly approaching mine.
I closed my eyes, my heart fluttering in anticipation, as his lips met mine. His lips were warm and gentle, caressing my cheeks before he broke apart slightly. He kept his chin tilted slightly, as he looked into my eyes.
"i love you" he breathed out, before kissing me again.
"i love you too pablo" i rested my head on his shoulder, smiling contently.
AUTHORS NOTE!📝
am i back, maybe not
BUT CAN WE TALK AB HOW THIS BOOK IS ALMOST AT 100K?? like all I've done was disappear at 30k.
like honestly thank you everyone who still reads my random ass work but ❤️❤️❤️
