in which you're experiencing really painful cramps and a migraine on your period but JJ is there to make you feel better
a/n: I guess this counts as fluff? Anyways...writing this reminded me of how single I am
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You and the Pogues had gone for a swim and you were pulling the anchor back onto the HMS Pogue until you felt a sharp pain in your lower abdomen that then faded into a dull ache.
Period cramps.
You'd anticipated them as you'd started your period just before you all left for your swim, but the cramps hadn't kicked in by then.
Nevertheless, you continued to haul the anchor up, trying to ignore the pain that seemed to be growing exponentially in your lower stomach. However, once another sharp pain hit, you accidentally dropped the anchor and bent over in pain.
You squeezed your eyes shut, waiting for the pain to dull out and trying not to attract attention cuz well, you're on a boat full of boys minus Kie and knowing them they'd get all awkward.
But JJ noticed.
"Babe, are you okay?" He asked, his voice laced in concern.
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine," you said, trying not to wince, "it just slipped out of my fingers."
"You're a terrible liar," JJ chuckled, walking up to you at the bow of the boat.
He placed an arm around your shoulder and helped you walk down to the seating area of the boat. At this point, everyone on the boat could tell you weren't feeling too well.
"What is it, babe?" JJ asked, as he helped you sit down.
"Uh...just period cramps," you said quietly, but not quietly enough as Pope's eyes lit up in alarm.
"Period?" Pope asked.
"Yes, Pope, the monthly cycle when a girl bleeds out her-" Kie began to explain sarcastically.
"I know what a period is!" Pope exclaimed, getting flustered. "But...the water didn't turn red when we were swimming?"
"Ever heard of a tampon?" Kie rolled her eyes.
JJ started chuckling whilst John B simply stood there awkwardly, not knowing. how to contribute to the conversation.
You wanted to laugh at Pope's naivety but your stomach was in too much pain.
JJ sat down next to you, allowing you to curl up into a foetus position in his lap. He began to stroke your hair soothingly, making your cramps and now head splitting migraine hurt just a little less.
"I'm sorry, JJ," you said, feeling the need to apologise.
"Don't be sorry, princess," he cooed, continuing to stroke your hair, "just get some rest."
"I love you," you whispered.
"I love you more, (Y/N)," JJ responded quietly, making sure not to add to your migraine.
Cuddling up to your boyfriend and falling asleep in his arms may not have been as effective as taking an ibuprofen to numb your pain, but it sure was a close second.
