Mighty ducks imagine/ preference

Period. (F. Reed)

I take a deep breath, trying to ignore the cramps in my stomach. "Ugh, I hate my period," I groan, leaning my head on Fulton's lap. Goldberg, who was sitting next to us, overhears and starts teasing me, "Oh, Sabrina's on her period, watch out guys!" The rest of the team joins in, except for Julie and Connie who give me sympathetic glances.

I shoot a glare at Goldberg, but Fulton just kisses the top of my head and pulls me closer to him. "Ignore them, Sabrina. They don't understand," he whispers in my ear.

I kick Goldberg in the leg, making him yelp, before snuggling further into Fulton's stomach. After a few minutes, I decide to take a warm shower to try and ease the pain. Fulton joins me, and we take our time, just enjoying each other's company.

The warm water soothes my cramps, and I feel grateful for Fulton's presence. I lean against his chest as he washes my hair, feeling loved and cherished. "You're the best, Fulton," I whisper, turning around and kissing him.

He grins, pulling me closer. "I know," he teases, before kissing me again. We spend the next few minutes just holding each other, enjoying the warmth of the water.

Eventually, we reluctantly get out of the shower and dry off. I change into some comfy shorts and Fulton's band shirt, while he changes into gym shorts and a t-shirt. I brush my hair as Fulton comes up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. I smile, leaning into his embrace, as he plants a soft kiss on my neck.

We head back to the locker room, where the rest of the team is already changed and waiting. I pack up my things, still feeling a bit uncomfortable. Fulton carries me piggyback style all the way to his dorm room, with Dean following us.

Once we're there, I snuggle into Fulton's side, feeling exhausted. "I'm so tired," I whisper, closing my eyes. He strokes my hair, "You should go to sleep then, Sabrina. I'll be here."

I nod, drifting off to sleep to the sound of their voices talking about random things. When I wake up, Fulton is still watching TV, and I peck him on his jawline. He looks down at me and smiles, pulling me closer and kissing the top of my head.

"I'm so lucky to have you," I whisper, snuggling back into his arms.

"I'm the lucky one," he replies, kissing my forehead. "I love you, Sabrina."

"I love you too, Fulton," I say, smiling up at him. We spend the rest of the day just enjoying each other's company, feeling grateful for the love and support we share.