Supernatural Oneshots

Shark Week >> Castiel

Prompt: Cas comforts you on your period

Y/n's POV:

You groaned and rolled over onto your stomach clutching it as cramps ripped away. One spasm after another. It was agony. You had taken some Advil before but it was wearing off and you were in too much pain to get up and get more.

"Frickle frackle tickle tackle this hurts." You whimper trying to use humor to distract yourself. You roll over again in the soft blanket. You hear a soft knock on your door. "Come in." You say weakly.

"Y/n, are you okay?" A voice asks. Cas.

"No, I'm dying Cas." You say.

"What! Y/n why didn't you tell us sooner we could've helped you." He says rushing over to you.

"Cassie, it's okay, I'm not actually dying. My stomach just hurts a lot." You explain. You see him relax.

"Can I heal you?" He asks.

"I don't think so Cassie, this is natural pain, it's supposed to happen." You say. You see him sadden slightly.

"What can I do to help you?" He asks.

"Can you bring me Advil please?" You ask. A few seconds later there is a glass of water and two pills in Cas' hands. You take them great fully. "Thank you." You say swallowing the pills.

"What else can I do y/n?" He asks. You don't reply but instead, you nuzzle yourself into his side. He gets what you are trying to say and wraps his arms around you. You felt his nuzzle into your hair and sniff. Something you commonly did when you hugged him.

You sat there just enjoying the aura of your boyfriend. You felt his soft hands stroke your hair soothingly. He presses a gentle kiss to the top of your head holding his lips there.

Another cramp seized your abdomen and you squeezed his arm. He sensed your pain and was immediately at your aid.

"Shh, it's okay." He cooed. You felt his hands slide to your stomach area and rub small slow circles to relax your contracting muscles. The gentle motions calmed you almost to the point of sleep. You laid your head on Cassie's shoulder and snuggled closer. He kissed your cheek and continued to rub your stomach, soothing the spasms of cramps.

"I love you, Cassie." You say drowsily.

"I love you to angel." He says kissing the side of your head. You let your eyes slide shut into a sweet blissful sleep.

Sam stands in the doorway taking a photo of you and Cassie sleeping on each other in the cutest position.

"They're gonna hate me later." He chuckles to himself.