midnight |c.c imagines

shes my medicine

waking up to the feeling a constant stabbing in your lower abdomen you know that your on your period. "goddamnit." i grumbled to myself.

camila hasn't come home from work yet, so i was all alone. "being a woman sucks sometimes." i said in a sing song voice.

i eyed my phone on the bedside table and contemplated on weather or not i should call camila. before i can decide, camila beat me to the call. "hey baby." camila said cheerfully.

"hello beautiful." i smiled. "what wrong" she said immediately.

"nothing?" i said confusingly.

"ohh i know. baby has her period." camila cooed. i felt my cheeks heat up. "u-uh yea i do. h-how'd you know." i said awkwardly. she giggled through the phone.

"im a woman too y'know. i have those spidey senses. or shall i say period senses." she joked. i couldn't help but laugh at the lame joke.

"plus, you're home early from work. you love you're job! you never come home early."

she knew me so well. i was a music producer and making music was my passion.especially making music with camila was everything i could ask for and more.

"that's true. it hurts like hell, but i'll you about my day when you get home. you're probably busy." i said, love filling my voice.

"nope. im coming home right now to comfort my baby whose hurting." she said, popping the p. "but baby you're working." i whined.

i could feel her roll her eyes through the phone. "no more butts im on my way right now. i love you."

"i love you too." i muttered.

for about an hour, i moped around on our bed, whining to myself about the pain i was enduring. what is taking her so long? i wondered.

a few more minutes passed when i finally heard the door unlock. i got up from bed and slowly walked down the stairs to be greeted by girlfriend struggling with a some grocery bags.

"baby let me help you." i croaked out, rushing towards her and picking up the bags that had fallen to the floor. as i bent down to get them, i felt the pain rush to my uterus. "jesus." i groaned.

camila looked at me with worry as she raced by my side. "let's sit down okay." her soft voice filled my ears. she led me towards the living room, pecking my cheek as she sat me down.

"i got you some food. large pepperoni pizza if that's okay." she gave me a soft smile. i felt my heart flutter. camila's perfect. everything about her is absolutely perfect.

"of course that okay! im just glad you're home safe, and i get to spend time with the girl i love." i stared at her lovingly from the living room. i settled into her oversized shirt that i has been wearing all day and sighed happily at her scent.

"you're wearing my shirt." she said, handing me a plate of pizza with an amused grin on her face. i looked up at her eyes shyly and nodded. "is that okay?"

"you look cute in my clothes. you look cute in anything. now relax, i'll clean up in the kitchen." she said, getting up from the couch. before she could walk away i grabbed her wrist and pulled her into a kiss.

"i want you to know that i appreciate you. even when i come home from work tired as hell and don't show it. just know that i couldn't ask for anyone better to be with."

her eyes glistened under the dim lights of our apartment. "now stay and cuddle with me. we can both clean the kitchen later." i smiled at her widely.

she plopped back onto the couch, snuggling into my side. i turned on the tv and focused on eating the delicious pizza my girlfriend bought me. my mind was drifting away from the pain i felt since this morning.

then i felt camila start to get up from the couch again. "babee where are you going?" i whined, interlacing our fingers together.

"im going to get you some pills for your pain." she smiled daringly. i gave her a cheeky grin and pulled her into another kiss.

"you already did. you are my medicine. ever since you got back home my pain has been out of my head for good." i admitted.

she sighed happily and plopped into my arms again and falling asleep.

my medicine.

a/n: ty DINAHSVODKA for requesting this.

now next chapter i have a little announcement for y'all. it will contain so good news and kind bad news. (it's not that bad trust me the good news is way more relavent.)

ty again for reading my mediocre writing - emily