Why Dont We Imagines||Wattys2018

Period||Jack Avery

{A few of you asked for a period Imagine about the other boys! Here ya go!:)}

You walked into the Why don't we house that you shared with the boys, hoping to hear the beautiful voices of you're boyfriend and best friends or even them play fighting over a video game. But when you walked into the house you didn't hear any of that, actually you didn't hear anything, it was silent. You walked into the kitchen dropping your work bag on the island as you saw a note laying on the counter.

Gone shopping with the guys, Im bringing home you're favourite for Dinner. I love you babygirl xx Jack

You sighed as you put the note down. You've had the most horrible day, first parents and co-workers blowing up at you at work (you were a nurse) followed by a bitch at Starbucks on the way home who had made you feel horrible about yourself. Then you had got a phone call from your mom who had left you in tears and you had been having horrible pain everywhere all day. To say you were emotionally exhausted was an understatement. All you wanted to do was lay in Jacks arms while all your problems melted away just by his touch, like you always did when things became too overwhelming but he wasn't here so you'd have to make due without him.

You walked into the room you and Jack shared and quickly stripped, taking off all of your work clothes and changing into sweatpants and a big shirt before tying your hair up in a messy bun and laying down, your side facing jacks side while your back faced the door of the room. You brought Jacks pillow to your chest, holding it tightly while shoving your face into the top of it, breathing in the sent of him before sleep took over you.

When Jack walked into the house with the boys, a bag of food in one hand and daisies in the other his face fell when he didn't see you on the couch binge watching whatever show you had decided one episode one wasn't enough of that day. Sometimes it was friends, sometimes it was shameless and sometimes it was even spongebob. He walked into the kitchen noticing your bag sitting on the counter with the note placed next to it. Some relief fell over him as he at least knew you were in the house, safe and sound. Jack had once had a horrible nightmare about you getting into a car accident after work once, it caused him extreme anxiety when you were late coming home from work or not seeing you when he walked through the door like he normally did, so him knowing you were home made a difference.

"Baby?" He called out to you as he walked up the stairs, on a mission to find you. After he called out to you he waited, but heard nothing back. Thats when he saw the door to the room you two shared closed.

He opened the door, and thats when he saw it. The red stain that had covered a large portion of your butt and some of the bed sheet. His heart broke for you, growing up with a sister close to his age he grew up understanding how hard all of this could be on a girl, even more so when it comes a surprise.  He walked over and sat down by your shoulders before placing a small kiss on it and shaking you lightly.

You're eyes fluttered open, turning your head to see Jack with a small frown on his face, you instantly filled with worry, was he okay?

"Baby whats wrong?" You asked, your voice laced with the sleepiness you still had in you. It only took you a second before you could feel the wet through your pants and you looked up at him, tears threatening to fall. This was all you needed, after a horrible fucking day you needed to start your period and not only that but it was all over your bed sheets and your favourite pair of sweats and to make it worse Jack had been the first to see. You stood up causing him to move, tears now falling down your face. You started moving the pillows to the floor, getting ready to take the fitted bed sheet off when a sob escaped your lips . You felt warms wrap around your waist, moving you away from the bed before turning you around and hugging you tightly. You stood there crying, your knees soon became week and before you knew it jack picked you up and walked you into the bathroom.

He sat you on the toilet, walking over to the big soaker bath tub you two had and turned the water on before spraying lots of your favourite scent of bubbles into the water, waiting for the tub to finish filling.

Jack didn't say anything to you, he just pulled you up, until you were inches apart, eyes locked as you still had a few tears running down your face. Jacks hands moved to the hem of your shirt, giving it a little tug you raised both your arms, as he lifted it up leaving you exposed from the waist up. His eyes never left yours, not once. His warms hands found their way to your hips, bringing you closer, you were now chest to chest. Jack brought his lips to your collar bone, making a small trail of soft kisses up your neck to the base of your ear. Your eyes closed, every problem you had today simply melting away.

Jack pulled away, opening his eyes which yet again locked with yours, never once looking at your exposed chest, this caused you to put a small smile on your face. Before you knew it both you and Jack had stripped completely, you leaving the stained paints in the sink.

He got into the bath first, his back against the edge and his legs open for you to sit inside them, your back against his chest as his face was pressed against your shoulder, leaving small kisses all over while his hands made their way to your stomach, both of them rubbing your sides making the cramps go away.

"Tell me about your day beautiful" He whispered, kissing the base of your neck.

You started pouring it all out. You told him how a child's parent started freaking out on you, telling you that you didn't know how to do your job and then you told him about the lady at starbucks who made a horrible and untrue comment about your weight that made you throw your drink out and leave with a huge frown on your face. Then you told him how you got a call from your mother, who had bashed yours and jacks relationship from the second you answered the phone, the things she said were enough to break you down into a puddle of tears on the free way and then lastly you had told him how he wasn't there when you got home and all you really needed when you walked through the door was the look he'd always give you. The ' your doing amazing baby, Im so proud of you' Look. The look he had been giving you since the beginning of your relationship three years ago. When the whole world shit on you and made you feel like you couldn't do it, Jack made you feel like you could do anything. He was a superhero.

You both laid in the bath for a while, him kissing all over your back, rubbing up and down your sides to get your hips to stop hurting, him doing anything and everything he could to help stop the pain.

When you and Jack got out of the bath he wrapped a towel around his waist before opening his arms with a second towel in his hands for you. He wrapped it around your shoulders and started gently drying you off, not forgetting the soft kisses as he went along. He put you down on the toilet again, making you promise him that you would stay put, which you did.

Jack came back 20 minutes later with one of his big shirts, a pair of his sweatpants and his favourite pair of your underwear. He set them on the counter, taking the dirty pair from the sink and leaving to let you get dressed.

You looked in the mirror as you got dressed, a smile spread across your face. You had never felt so loved in you're whole fucking life, he had made you feel so fucking special. Every kiss on your back made your stomach do a flip and you could still feel the tingle from his lips on your neck.

When you walked out of the bathroom you saw Jack walking back into the room with a blanket, the food he had brought home for you along with the flowers and a stack of movies.

"I put the blanket in the dryer so it would be warm for you" He told you, giving you a smile.

God you loved this boy.

You two had finished eat and you were laying on your stomach with Jacks head laying on your shoulder as his hand slipped under your shirt to draw shapes with the tip of his finger. You fell asleep, but not before hearing him whisper

"I love you so much babygirl, sweet dreams"

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