Malcolm Bright Imagines

Period

K. I wrote this on tumblr and i have no clue what happened. The story switches between you being on your period to malcolm panicking since you had left the room. Sorry it sucks.
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Your P.O.V.

I am awakened by the sound of malcolm whimpering in bed. Poor baby, can't catch a break with his night terrors. Sitting up on the couch, i get up and go to make my way to his bed so i'm there to comfort him if he wakes up when i'm hit with a sudden sharp pain in my abdomen. I double over in pain. Then i feel something wet running down my leg. Looking down i see that it's blood. "Crap" i whisper before silently rushing to malcolm's dresser, grabbing a new pair of underwear and a pad before heading to the bathroom. I feel so bad for leaving malcolm. I just hope he doesn't wake up while i clean myself up. I throw my underwear in the sink with cold water and hydrogen peroxide before i jump in the shower to clean up.

Malcolm's P.O.V.

"NOOOO!" I shoot up in bed, screaming. Trying to catch my breath, i look around expecting (y/n) to be sitting on the side of my bed to comfort me but she's no where in sight. "(Y/n)? (Y/n)?!" Panic sets in as i rush to take my cuffs off. I swing my legs over the side of the bed before walking around to see if i can find her. "(Y/n)?" I look over the back of the couch she was sleeping on to find she's not there. Tears start buildig in my eyes as i thought of the worst. Did she leave me? Was she kidnapped? All of these thoughts are running through my mind when i notice the shower is running. I run to the bathroom door, knock, then enter to see her underwear in the sink, a pad and a new pair of underwear. "(Y/n)?" I look at the tub as she pulls back the shower curtain and looks at me. "Oh my god malcolm are you okay? Why are you crying?" With all the adrenaline rushing through me, i hadn't realized i was crying. Wiping my eyes quickly, i shake my head. "Huh? Crying? I'm not crying. Anyways, how are you feeling? You feeling okay? I saw the pad on the sink."

Your P.O.V.

"Oh i uh... i'm feeling o-okay. A tiny bit of cramps but o-other than that i feel fine." I tell him as i feel my cheeks heat up in embarrassment. "(Y/n), there's no need to be embarrassed. A period is normal and it's not something to be ashamed about." Malcolm says trying to calm me down. "Right. Sorry. I'm just not used to talking about it." "That's okay. I'll wait for you in the kitchen." He nods at me before leaving and heading to the kitchen. Why was he crying? I'll ask him when i'm done. I finish up in the shower before getting out, changing and heading to the kitchen to find malcolm making some chamomile tea. "Hey. You feel a little better after your shower? I made you some tea." He smiled at me warmly. "Yea. I feel a bit better. Still cramping a bit. Thanks for the tea." I smiled back. "Hey, uh malcolm, can you tell me why you were crying?" I look at him to see his smile falter a bit. "I wasn't cry-" "Malcolm, don't lie to me hun. I saw you crying. Now why were you crying?" He let out a heavy sigh. "Okay. Fine. When i woke up and couldn't see you i freaked out because i thought you left me or you were taken" He looks down ashamed. I walk up to him and hug him. "Oh malcolm, hunny. I would never ever leave you, okay? And no one would ever take me. I would knock them out before they could do anything." He sighs shakily as he hugs me tightly. "I'm sorry (y/n). I don't know why i would ever doubt you." "It's okay malcolm. Let's just finish our teas and head to bed." We finished our teas before we headed back to his bed.

Your P.O.V.

I head over to my bed as (y/n) heads to her spot on the couch. "Hey (y/n)? Why don't you lay with me. I saw you were hiding the pain of your cramps from me. Let me give you a massage." "Oh. Okay." She slowly makes her way over to me and lays down on the bed. I crawl in beside her, and lay on my side. I start to rub her lower abdomen. "How's that?" "Better. Thanks malcolm." "No problem. Now relax and get some sleep." She closes her eyes as she relaxes into the bed. "I love you malcolm." I smile at that. I love it when she says that. "I love you too (y/n)." I lean down and kiss her forehead. I continue to rub her stomach as she drifts to sleep.