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- you and steve had only been dating about a week before you were diagnosed with pcos
- he went with you to the appointment and took you to get ice cream to help you feel better
- and it did, a bit
- you went home and watched your favorite movie
- and he stayed for dinner while you told your parents your diagnosis
- your dad didn't understand but your mom hugged you
- eventually, it kind of just became a nuisance
- it wasn't really anything you had to worry about on a day to day basis
- but when your periods came
- it was like someone had stabbed you in your lower stomach
- every. fucking. day.
- standing up, sitting down, laying flat, crossing your knees
- everything hurt
- not even just in your ovaries
- you could feel it all the way down
- it was like someone kicked you straight in the vag
- but after a couple of months of dealing with it, you just accepted it
- it wasn't like you could do anything without getting a hysterectomy
- so you just decided to live with it and take ibuprofen every single day
- but you and steve had to make an emergency trip to the gynecologist one day
- about a year and a half after your diagnosis
- you were having period cramps that physically kept you in bed
- that was normal, but this time it was worse
- you hadn't been able to get out of bed for five days
- steve insisted you go to the doctor
- you kept dismissing the suggestion because you were so used to it
- but he convinced you to go
- turned out you had an ovarian cyst the size of an egg that had to be removed
- he stayed with you at the hospital the entire time
- he stayed the night so you wouldn't be alone as your parents had to work
- the morning of surgery, they woke you up about five a.m.
- you were done within four hours
- you were unconscious for another two
- but steve was right next to your bed when you woke up
- he helped feed you, as you couldn't sit up
- then he pushed your wheelchair out to his car
- and drove you home
- and stayed with you while you recovered
- he helped you get dressed and use the bathroom
- after about three days post-surgery you could do all that mostly on your own
- you still needed help getting in and out of bed, but he didn't care
- after you were healed, he always kissed your scars
- you had one on each side of your belly button
- one in your belly button
- and one on your bikini line
- he said they made you look badass
- and you laughed
- after your surgery, you had another appointment six weeks out
- and luckily you hadn't grown any more cysts
- and you were cleared to have sex again
- as soon as you got home, you and steve were on top of each other
- he was gentle, as you were still a bit sore
- but it was easily some of the best sex you'd ever had
- anyway
- the first period you had after surgery was absolute hell
- it was worse than every other period
- you could barely even move in bed
- so you stayed in bed almost all week
- but once it ended, your incisions were close to fully healed
- so you could move around freely now
- every time you got cramps, steve offered to warm up your heating pad
- or get an ice pack
- and you almost always accepted his offer
- and he would bring you whatever food you wanted
- and he'd watch whatever cheesy movie you were in the mood for
- he was the best boyfriend
- and, not surprisingly, you wound up getting more cysts that needed to be removed
- and the entire process would restart
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FanfictionSOME CHAPTERS ARE EDITED FOR SPELLING AND GRAMMAR MISTAKES. this is a collection of every stranger things imagine i've written on my tumblr, scoopsahoy, and my abandoned blog, steve-hairingtons. i've excluded my billy hargrove imagines and all othe...