Cramps

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1st Person Perspective

"Steve. It hurts." You whine. "It huuuuuurts!" 

"What hurts?" Steve walks into your shared room, and sit beside you on your bed. "You're sweating." He touched your forehead with the palm of his hand, feeling your temperature. "Well, you don't have a fever."

"It's that stupid time of the month again." You explain, and he chuckles. "This time hurts more than the last." Steve knowing and memorized the protocol, stood up, fetched some pain relievers, a glass of water, and a heat pack.

"Here you go." Helping you into a more comfortable position, applying the heat pack just below your navel and helped you swallow the pills. After that, he laid by your side holding you against him. Not too close and tight that would make you feel irritable later on but not too far to make you whine at him.

"Thank you." Sinking into the warmth of your covers, pillows, and him. Appreciating, the efforts your boyfriend puts into taking care of you and his patience in doing so.

"Anything for my girl." He kisses your forehead, turned the T.V. on to watch Sponegebob Squarepants.

A/N
~~~ A bit short, yes, I know. ~~~

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