You woke up feeling completly sad and your stomach hurt and your monthly visitor was worse than when you went to bed last night. "Hey Y/N I went to Taco Bell and got you your favorite na- go away Matt!" You scream before you start to cry, "Y/N whats wrong?" Matt asks concerned. "P..per..period Matt, I want to die" you cry into his chest and you to cuddle "thats not true, your just hurting baby, what do you want?" He asks putting presure on your stomach making the ache a lot better "this Matt, I love you I'm sorry" you cry "baby you don't need to say sorry, I love you to" Matt says "I'm so lucky to have you" you said. "Same" Matt says and you to drift off to sleep.
Sorry this ones short but I literally am in love with this imagine. :)
