Pampering Machine Gun Kelly X Reader

Pampering

Word Count 401

It's 7am your normally not awake like this this early, you had been tossing and turning for nearly an hour already. The pain that has made itself known had made it's way to your abdomen. You’re certain that someone must be stabbing you with a dull knife, but no, it’s just your uterus literally shredding itself apart and getting rid of the dead tissue.

The pain is so debilitating that you rush back to the bathroom to vomit. Proving that the cramps aren’t the end of it all, the pain can be absolutely nauseating! Your pitiful moans coming from the bathroom drew Kells out of bed to come check on you. You were slouched over the bathroom sink your forehead leaned against it's cool porcelain. The moans, yours arms wrapped tightly across your abdomen in an attempt to relieve the pressure meant one thing. Kells knew exactly what the problem was he knew exactly what it was.

Sensing his presence Y/N looks up seeing him in the bathroom doorway. “I honestly feel like I’m dying. Do chickens feel this way when they lay eggs?” you stated in a painful but sarcastic manner. You're sure most women feel like death as they drag their  limp bodies around just trying to get through our day you knew you sure as hell did. "I know just what you need." Kells stated grabbing you by the hand leading you back to the bed. You didn't argue or hesitate, you laid back down he rubbed your stomach softly your eye lids grew heavy causing you to fall back asleep.

Hours later around noon you woke up again, to your surprise Kells had taken a quick store run while you were asleep. Sitting on the bed near you was an array of any and everything you could possibly want or need. Midol, a heating pad, Chocolate, bottle of wine, your favorite salty chips & a dozen red roses! Kells had gone above and beyond, he stretched out next to you pulling you in close. Grabbing the remote he changed the settings on it till the infamous red letters of Netflix popped up on the screen. Picking up where you had left off he pressed play as the recent season of Fuller House began. You laid your head across Kells bare chest, "Thank you Kells." You mumbled softly, "anything for you baby girl." He replied holding you closely.