(TW: period mention, if you don't like this concept please don't read)
Requested by: @zexalgirl52
You were shy, Yoongi was aloof, so sometimes it was hard to communicate what you needed. He knew that you had problems but you hid some more personal things from him. It was easy to do that since he put his everything into his job. Unfortunately, there are some things you just can't hide. You have PMDD, which, for you, causes pain and your depression to worsen before and during your period. You hated every minute of it because all you could do is take pills, curl up in a ball and hope for it to be over soon. You were lucky to work from home, even though you tend to feel hopeless in these times and hardly do work.
Yoongi was off this week and you knew that you were going to start soon. You started to feel bouts of sadness and your cramps started hurting worse than normal as well as you lashed out at him once. He didn't question it and you were grateful, yet felt bad for hiding this from him.
But, you couldn't hide this for long. One night, you were laying in bed with Yoongi when you felt yourself start. You immediately rushed up and to the bathroom and urgently searched for pads or tampons. Once you found them you realized you only had a few left.
"Fuck," you mumbled to yourself.
You decided you would need to go out tomorrow. Maybe you could make it a date with Yoongi after. You smiled to yourself and then started to cry.
"He hates me after earlier," you glanced at yourself in the mirror, "plus I'm disgusting and bloated. He doesn't want me."
You quickly took care of the tears and Satan himself before making your way back to bed.
"Hey baby," you poked.
"Hm?"
"I'm going to the store tomorrow, do you need anything?" you inquired.
"Nope," he said quickly.
You felt like he didn't even care or notice anything wrong. It hurt you even though you knew this was just his personality. Still, you turned around and buried yourself in the blanket and fell asleep.
When you woke in the morning, your chest was sore and moving felt impossible. You audibly groaned.
"Baby?" Groggily called out.
Another pained groan escaped your mouth. He turned over and grabbed your hand, but you quickly yanked away and clutched your throbbing stomach.
"What's wrong?" He sat up slowly and looked worriedly at you.
You cried as you felt your abdomen feel like it was being consumed by flames.
"Do I need to call the ambulance?"
"No," you croaked, "it's Satan."
He knew that word meant and he quickly got up to get you medicine and your hot water bottle.
"I'm back," he called as he walked into the wooden framed doorway a few minutes later.
You sat up and extended your arms out to him. He placed the heated bottle on your tummy and handed you water with a few painkillers.
"Sweetpea," he cooed, "do you need me to go to the store?"
You nodded and told him what to buy. He already knew though. He's helped you many times through your worst periods. He hates the concept of this time of the month, but still soldiers through and takes care of you.
"I'll be back then," he kisses your forehead before grabbing his keys and slipping on his shoes.
You laid there and cried. You felt useless and needy. Yoongi had to hate you. You were a mess and felt nasty.
You stayed with your thoughts until he came back with snacks and products.
"I hope I got everything, love."
You waved him off and motioned him over. You wanted to feel loved and enveloped with warmth.
"Cuddle me," you pouted.
He smiled and crawled his way to you in bed. He wrapped his arms around you and kissed your shoulder.
"Is my baby feeling better?" he asked tenderly.
"A little," you shrugged," thank you Yoongi."
He kissed your cheek before hugging you tighter.
"I love you, even if I hate your period more than you do."
You laughed, "I know babe."
Sometimes he makes those dark clouds that hover over you disappear.
