Thomas Sangster Imagines

Chapter 3// That time of month

The sun is shining brightly through the window. Ugh. You wake up in some pain all over your abdomen and back. You sit up slowly and look at the sheets. Thomas turns toward you half asleep and looks at the same spot you're looking at. Oh crap. It's that time of month. You start to cry, half because you feel embarrassed that Thomas is practically sleeping in your blood and half because of hormones.

"Oh love, don't cry. It's a natural thing that happens. Sit here for a moment." Thomas strokes your head then gets up and into the bathroom. You hear him turn the shower on.

"Alright, Y/N. Hop into the shower. I'll clean this up." He kisses your forehead sweetly.

You take your clothes off, still crying, and get into the shower. You hear him taking the sheets off in the bedroom. A few minutes later, you feel clean and you've stopped crying. You take a nice warm towel and wrap it around you. You waddle out of the bathroom to get dressed and all of the sheets are changed and you have comfy clothes laid out for you.

"Thank you Thomas. I love you so much. Can you be a dear and see if we have any candy? I'm craving some." You get dressed and put your hair into a bun. It takes you awhile because you're in so much pain but when you come out of the room, Thomas isn't anywhere to be found.

You get a text from Thomas just then.

T- I've gone to the supermarket to get you some candies. Mostly chocolate ;)

He's such a gentleman. He's a keeper.