Homestuck Oneshots

Bro x reader

Bro x reader -cramps-

You writhe in your bad angry at the feminine pains you dealt with monthly. Bro sat next to you rubbing your back softly "I'm sorry babe". You groan and roll into his lap. He leans down and kisses your cheek. He pulls back and you reach up to slip off his glasses. He allows you this one time knowing of the pain you were going through. You stare into his impeccable eyes before curling into a small ball of pain. He curls his body around you, softly. "B-bro it hurts" tears start to form in your eyes. He pulls you into his chest "I know love, it's okay I'm gonna take care of you". "Do you want some hot tea" he asks sympathetically. Bro was trying everything in his power to help you. You turn over miserably and shake your head no. He frowns, putting his shades back on. The leather of his gloves tickles down your arm "how about some hot chocolate". He smiles determined to help as much as possible. You turn aver slightly with a puppy face "y-yes please" you smile, he giggles and pulls the blankets up around you. "Alright I'll be right back girly" he kisses your forehead. Bro walks into the kitchen warming up some milk for (y/n) . He leans back onto the counter and sighed. He hated seeing you in pain and he hated not being able to make it go away. The microwave beeps and he walks over to the heated milk adding the sweet chocolatey powder. He stir it while walking back to his lovely (y/n). He sees her griping her stomach. He sees her hurting. He walks closer setting the mug next to the bed. He picks you up sitting you in his lap and handing you the mug. He rests his head on top of yours, rubbing his hand on your thighs in a comforting manner. You smile knowing that you picked the sweetest man to love. You sip the hot chocolate and smile at the warmth I'm your throat and on your thighs. "Bro" you whisper and he looks down at you. "Yeah" he asks, his hand travels up resting in your hip. "I'm gonna die" you whisper in a dramatic yet serious tone. He chuckles and leans down to kiss your forehead "not on my watch". He takes the mug momentarily putting it down on the table beside us. Bro leaves the room returning with a heat blanket and some pills. You smile at his persistent help. He scoots you back onto the headboard of the bed and wraps the plugged in heat blanket around you, focusing it onto your cramping stomach. He kisses your forehead and hands you the pills and your hot chocolate. You swallow the pill and your drink. He smiles at you and you guys cuddle down and watch some Netflix. He whispers sweet things into your ears and kisses you every so often. "I love you" you guys would exchange these words every so often, much more frequently then usual
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