You're both bored and doing nothing and you've been in the couch all day unable to move a lot because of terrible cramps. The hot compress you warmed up isn't warm anymore.
You put it on the table in front of you and just continued watching tv. You keep pushing that pillow on top of your stomach hoping it would bring a bit of relief, but it doesn't.
You sighed hardly unable to do anything.
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He sits from a distance on the dining table holding a cup of coffee. You don't notice him but there he is, sipping his coffee while watching you groan in pain.
Then, he stands up and disappear without you noticing him.
A few minutes later, you heard the microwave *ding!*. You tried to get up to check it but once you've already sat down properly to stabilize yourself, he hands you a cloth thats warm and then sat beside you putting his coffee down at the table.
You smiled at him, a gesture of gratitude for the act of kindness and concern he gave to you. You put the cloth on your stomach and instantly feel some relief. You sighed with satisfaction on the feeling of the warm cloth that has a bit of weight and how it feels on the area just below your stomach.
His eyes twinkles and lips forms a curve while his face brightens up seeing you feel relief because of him. He lies down on your lap and you start running your fingers around the area of his body that you can reach.
From his chest, to shoulders and neck, then chin, jaws, cheeks. While doing this, he just stares at you in awe as you slowly and calmly run your fingers on his body.
Once you finish running your fingers on him, you bow your head down to kiss him. You resisted the feeling of his need and pulled away before any more sexual tension builds up. You smirked at him as he laughs, embarrassed.
You start to run your other hand in his hair and immediately feel your hands being free to run that area. He smiles at you more because of the satisfaction he then feels while you run your fingers on his hair.
You stay like this for the rest of the day as he plays on his phone, you scroll through your phone and occasionally, both of you taking glances at each other. Your fingers never leaving his hair because once you did, he'll grab it quickly and plant it back into the roots of his head where his hair grows for you to continue to running your fingers through.
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One Shot Stories
Teen FictionA compilation of short stories (both English and Tagalog) I don't have plans on publishing since they are too short to become full books. Enjoy! :)) p.s. sorry for typos and wrong grammars! I'll edit them when I have the time.
