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richjake - cramps

Richjake featuring Trans!rich c:
Tw: deadname

POV rich
I was fine the whole day. It was nice outside, not too warm but not too cold and the sun was shining, a few clouds made their way through the sky. But suddenly the cramps started. I yelped and dropped myself on the couch. Most of the times I was okay during that time of the month but today was awful. The pain shot through my whole body and everything just hurt so badly. Jake I thought. I could call him! But then I remembered I broke my phone. Eventually I started crying. I wanted to see Jake! So I took a deep breath and stood up, slowly going to the kitchen. I took a glass from the table and filled it with a little water. Quickly I drank it, feeling a little better immediately.  "Let's go", I muttered. "Mom! I'm going to see a friend", I yelled up at her. "Who is it?", she asked. "Jake!" "Okay, have fun Rachel. Be home at seven  if you want to eat here!" I cringed at my old name and yelled a simple "thanks mom" to her. I couldn't be mad at her for it though. How was she supposed to know? So I just left as quickly as I could and hurried to Jake's house.

I was glad, when I was there, the pain rushing through my lower stomach. Jake was completely taken aback though. "Rich?", he asked confusedly. He had a blanket thrown over him which I usually would question but I couldn't care less right now, his hair was completely messy and he genuinely looked like he just fell out of his bed. He blushed at me looking at his unmade hair but honestly: is was really cute. "I don't feel so good", I muttered and dropped myself against him. "Whoa, careful there! What's wrong?", he asked and led me inside, closing the door behind me. I gave him a look and he understood. "Oh that sucks, man." He hesitated but then opened his arms so I could join him under the blanket. Suddenly it made sence: he wasn't wearing a shirt. "Sorry. You rang me out of my bed and I sleep without a shirt", he explained. "It's chill", I said but blushed, as I cuddled up against him. He closed his arms around me, wrapping me under the blanket with him. The warm skin of his back on my childish arms and hands gave me goosebumps and I couldn't resist the urge to hide my face in his chest.

"It just fucking hurts and I get so aware of my... body", I whispered. "You are a manly man, a man who is manly", Jake smiled. "No, seriously. Your body doesn't define your gender. You have a female body, so what. You're just as manly as I am. Or as any guy. Just because your body isn't doesn't mean you're not. You would be just as much of a man, if you would wear dresses, skirts, glitter, makeup or whatever. It doesn't define you as a person", he said. I smiled a little to myself and cuddled closer to him. "And for the pain I could give you a pill?", he asked. "I'll get through it. I'm not exactly on good terms with pills. But I'd wanna watch a movie?", I shyly said. "Can we please watch tangled tho?", Jake grinned. "Please!", I screamed and giggled.

When Jake left to get the DVD (and a shirt while he was already upstairs), I felt a sudden emptiness where he was before. I whimpered and before I knew it I was crying. Usually I wouldn't be like this but today my emotions played with me, it seemed. It took Jake exactly 8 seconds to pull me close, after I started crying. The position was uncomfortable, so I slightly shifted. "I'm sorry, lemme just grab some cookies and set up the movie, okay? Then we can cuddle through the whole thing, okay?", he softly said. I nodded and let him wipe away my tears.

Soon I was back in his arms and blanket, but this time watching tangled and eating Jake's selfmade cookies. You may not know it but Jake doesn't just make cookies. This is pure magic. They're from some other universe or something. Jake's cookies are way too good to be true.

While I nibbled on the cookie I had, Jake went with his fingers through my hair, playing with my red streak. I chuckled softly, as he poked it against my ear. He giggled sweetly and rested his chin on my head. "You are adorable, Richard Goranski", he cooed. I smiled and answered:"Says the one who literally spends his Saturday with taking care of some dude on his period and doesn't even question it." "Of course I would!", Jake said and hugged me closer.