The Walking Dead Preferences

Your Period ~(Jesus added here)

Glenn Rhee

You awoke one morning feeling as though your insides were being grabbed and twisted. Great. That time of the month again. Luckily, you had got some pads on your last run and there were still a few left. Unluckily, your sweet cravings hadn't abandoned you and they were slightly harder to find these days.

Glenn had noticed your slight irritability today and, very politely and tentatively asked if it was that time of the month. When you confirmed, he pulled you into a hug and began rubbing your lower back.

"Get back in bed," he told you, "I'll take over your run today. I know you don't like me to but you deserve a rest."

Usually you would insist that you would carry on with your run, but in that moment nothing sounded better than a lay in so that's exactly what you had. You went back upstairs to bed and attempted to sleep away your cramps.

You were awoke an hour later to Glenn gently rocking you awake and brandishing a packet of sugared popcorn.

"I saw this and thought of you," he told you, "you're lucky it was left there, almost everything was gone."

You eagerly accepted and replied "Glenn you really know how to treat a girl" with a laugh. You opened the bad and placed one on your tongue letting it melt and savouring this taste you had missed. You offered one to Glenn but he declined, clearly seeing how much they meant to you. He laid next to you instead, pulling you into his arms and rubbing your lower stomach making the pain ease off.

"I also found a box of tampons if that's any help."

"Glenn, you little psychic. You're a life saver, thank you. I was running low on them." You replied.

"Yeah, I checked." He told you, still rubbing your belly lovingly.

You fell back to sleep, making the most of this day off. You would surely be back out to hard work tomorrow so these were moments to relish in.

Rick Grimes

"Y/N, can you please stop snapping at me?" Rick asked you, calmly.

As far as you were aware, you hadn't started you period yet so you didn't know why you were being irritable, you just were. Sulking slightly, you stood up from your seat next to him and was about to walk out of the door.

"Y/N," he called out, stopping you, "come here." You turned and approached him. Once you were close enough, he took off his jacket and wrapped it around your waist. He leant down and whispered in your ear; "you've leaked. There's some pads in the bathroom, I got them last time I was on a run."

Feeling slightly guilty for being harsh earlier, you made your way upstairs and changed. You heard Rick coming upstairs and going into your bedroom. Once you were finished you left the bathroom and followed Rick.

"I'm sorry," you told him, "I'm guessing that's why I was being snappy. There was no need, I'm sorry" you repeated.

"Y/N, it's okay. I understand. Why don't you come and lay down and have an early night?" You willingly obliged, laying down next to him. He opened up his arms, inviting you to bury yourself into him, which you did.

He wrapped you in the blankets, keeping you warm and soothing you. You still felt slightly bad for being impatient with Rick, despite how good he was being to you. There was no need to, and you knew that. Rick was understanding and mature. A few menstrual symptoms wasn't about to put him off.

The next morning you awoke to find a hot water bottle in your hands with a note attached to it reading;

"Your shift has been moved a little later, it's not until noon. I thought I'd leave this with you. Love you, Rick"