"Mmph" Taylor whimpers.
"Good morning, baby." You speak softly, stroking Taylor's hair.
"Mornin'.." She whines. You caress her cheek and ask, "Why are you so fussy right now?" She blushes a bit and hides under the blankets. "Come on, baby. You can tell me anything." You also crawl under the blankets. It's freezing outside. "Hmph." Taylor tries to hide herself. "Stop escaping from me," you joke, grabbing her belly and pulling her towards you. The first thing you hear is a pained whine. "Oh, no, are you okay, baby? I didn't mean to hurt you." You immediately pull her into a hug. "I-i'm just... on my..." She clings to you like a koala. She's so cute. "On your period? Oh, I'm so sorry, baby. I'm gonna get up and make you breakfast and bring you a bag of hot water, okay?(help idk what it's called someone pls tell me) "o-okay.." She looks slightly sad when you leave the bed. You prepare some pancakes for her and bring them to bed for her in a tray, as well as a warm compress for her belly. "Here you go, my sweet angel." You press the warm compress to her belly and hear a slight whimper of relief. "You're feeling better?" You ask, rubbing her back. She just nods and looks at you in a way that's asking for you to feed her. You feed her some of the pancakes, but she gets full after the first 2. You frown. "Why didn't you eat all of them? You need food on your period." She just buries her face in your chest, and you feel her shoulders shaking a bit. You lift her head and see that she's crying. "Baby, why are you crying? Sorry for shouting at you, I just wanted you to eat." She sniffles a bit and accidentally lets out a small whimper. "No, it's not because of that. I just... feel sad..." That tugs at your heartstrings, and you immediately hold her tight and kiss her forehead. "It's just your hormones. Let it out. I'm here with you." At that moment, you heard a soft sob. And then another, and another, and another until you heard hiccups. "Yeah, that's it. It's okay now, baby." You whisper and caress her back from under her shirt. She's still shaking slightly. "You're feeling better now, angel?" She nods against your chest and sniffles a bit, wiping her tears and nose with your shirt. You don't mind, though. "Should I get up and get you water?" She shakes her head violently. "No, I need you right now. Stay." You nod okay and hold her close, your chin resting on her head.
A few hours later, she's asleep, and you're doing chores and making lunch. You hear footsteps and the bathroom door closing. "Taylor?" You call out to make sure that it was her. "Yeah?" She answers from the bathroom. You knock on the door, and you hear a soft "Come in," You enter to see Taylor on the toilet. I mean, what did you expect? "You okay, baby..?" She sighs and shakes her head. "We ran out of pads." You look through the bathroom drawer and find only tampons.(YOU use tampons, SHE uses pads only.) "Should I run to the store and get some?" She immediately shakes her head. "It's freezing outside. I don't want you to get a cold. I'll just.. I'll just use a tampon." You look at her skeptically. "But you hate them, and you've never used one before." She sighs. "I know, but.. I don't want you to go outside when it's raining like crazy. And you can't walk. You told me that your mom was borrowing your car for a bit. Just give me one." You hand her one, and she looks terrified at the sight and feel of it. "No, I can't do this.." You hold her hand. "Should I help you?" You ask, and she nods meekly. "Just spread your legs for me a little." She blushes a bit but knows you've already SEEN, SMELLED, TASTED, AND FELT her down there, so she complies. She's slightly wet, and it's bloody down there.(Sorry if you're eating) You unwrap the tampon and carefully position it at her entrance. "Mmph." You hear a soft whimper. "Look, I'm just gonna slowly put it in, okay? It's not gonna hurt." She nods to tell you it's okay to put it in, and you push it slowly. She's already resisting and trying to close her legs, but you hold them open. "No, baby. Just let it slide in." You put it in properly and hear a soft whimper with a clench. You carefully take out the applicator, and she visibly relaxes. That's a good sign. You get up, wash your hands, and get back to her. "Do you feel uncomfortable or anything?" She shakes her head and looks down. "No, I don't feel anything in there at all." You sigh in relief. "Good, it means I put it in correctly. Pull up your panties and let's go eat lunch." She nods and does, and you two eat lunch peacefully. She whined a bit about having to eat veggies, but she ended up eating it all with your gentle coaxing. :
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أدب الهواةNobody does bottom taylor, and it's always about y/n. Y/n will always be the one getting attention from taylor, the one having anxiety, Eds, depression, disorders, fears, and taylor just stays the same which is BORING!! so here I am. Taking requests...