Solangelo One-Shots

Pain

tw: dysphoria, period talk, im a suffering afab okay,

Will woke up in pain.

He knew why, of course. It was just that time of the month. That didn't mean it didn't suck, though.

"Baaabe. Love, you have to move so I can clean the sheets." Will gently nudged Nico, groaning. Nico opened his eyes groggily.

"Clean the sheets? Why? Did ya piss the bed?" Nico asks jokingly.

"Fuckin kinda. Move, you baby."

Nico just about leapt off of the bed, "Whoa what?"

"Finally. Eugh." Will sighed, stripping the bed of all sheet. Nico just stared at him blankly.

"Were you stabbed in your sleep?" Nico asked quietly.

"What? No, Nico, I'm on my period." Nico gave Will a blank stare, "Oh my gods, did I never tell you I was trans?"

"No?"

"Ohhh myyyy godssss. Wow, I'm stupid. I'm trans, hun. That's why you can't see me shirtless, ever. And why my... Everything is the way it is. Did I seriously not come out to you?"

"I don't know what trans means." Nico admitted. "I'm not from this time."

"Ohhhh. Yeah, so uh, I'm male, but I was assigned female at birth. Like my body's feminine, I have the high voice, chubby face, boobs. But I know I'm not female. So I'm a trans male." Will explained.

"OHHH! Okay. Alright."

"That isn't... An issue to you, is it? That I'm not really biologically male?"

"No, of course not! Not an issue at all. Thank you for explaining."

"Yeah, of course. So uh. I've got feminine parts. So I get to suffer for a week out of every month! Fucking yay! I need to change, turn around." Will made a circle gesture to Nico, who promptly turned around and walked into a corner.

"So, Will?"

"Yeah?"

"You're going to have to explain how periods work to me."

"Am I really? Didn't your sister deal with it too? Or, shit, sorry, sensitive subject..." Will finished changing and turned Nico around.

"She did, I heard her mention it before, but she didn't really... Explain, at all. I was just told "Women bleed from private parts once a month." And then no one else I've known ever talked about it."

"It's so much worse than that, trust me. There's the bleeding-that you can't fucking control, by the way, it just fucking floods out whenever it wants-and then there's cramps, which HURT. And headaches. And back pain, for some reason? And occasional vomiting." Will held both of Nico's hands in his own, just absolutely exhausted.

"What... The fuck."

"Right? And it's got some shit to do with the uterus, where babies go, but I don't want to give birth so what the fuck! Fuckin bleeding from a body part I don't want for a week every month. Why."

"How can I help?" Nico asked. Will smiled.

"Ah, you can't really. I'm gonna go shower because I'm gross, and then there's still like... An hour before breakfast, so cuddling then?"

"Okay. Are you cramping now? Do you have pain killers? Could I... I don't know, massage your stomach?"

"Aw. You're so cute. I have some acetaminophen, and I dunno. I doubt it. I have a heating pad, I was planning on just keeping that on my stomach while we cuddled."

"Sounds good. Always tell me about how I can help, okay?"

"Duh. Same goes for you, love."