Frerard Oneshots

Periods, Star Wars and Such

Fluffy lesbian fluff!

Requested by Depressedonetime, enjoy your fluff kc, and everyone else too:)

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Gee curled in on herself, clutching her stomach tightly and gasping in between sobs and tears. Her feet were cold and numb, her head pounded, her back was killing her and her stomach felt as though a knife was being repeatedly plunged into it, tearing through her flesh mercilessly.

A particularly harsh wave of pain came through her stomach, and it cramped as her uterus choked itself, making her cry out loudly in pain. She sobbed, shutting her eyes close and hugging her middle tighter; she hated this, really fucking hated this.

She didn't understand, why did she have to be a girl? Or more accurately, why the fuck did she need a uterus, its not like a man was ever going to get her pregnant – not with her drooling over women the way she did.

Gee bit her bottom lip, that had gone red by now with the numerous number of times she had done it already. She whimpered as pain shot through her chest and back, and just barely rubbed her feet together under the tick duvet, not wanting to move too much in case it stretched her stomach.

She breathed shallowly, sobbing quietly as she drowned in pain. She didn't know what had happened – one moment she was eating her breakfast, the next she was crying on her bed, sobbing as the only thing she could feel was pain and blood dribbling down her thighs, she felt so gross.

Her period, it came a day or two earlier, she couldn't remember exactly, her mind was fogged with too much pain to do so. She wasn't expecting it, and now she felt like shit, crumpled under the blankets on her bed, crying like a baby because of her period. It really fucking hurt.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from beside her, and for a moment, she contemplated the option that perhaps it was a murderer – it was a nice thought for a moment, he could kill her and save her from her agony. But no, of course it wasn't.

She knew it the moment a soft hand with callouses on the pads of the fingers stroked her forehead, moving the damp short strands from her face, kissing the top of her head softly.

"Gee?" Frankie called softly, her hand moving down Gee's body until it settled over her lower back, palming the tense muscles and massaging the sore skin.

Gee whimpered, more tears slipping past her eyelids. Her lashes turned heavy and stuck together, making opening them so much harder.

"Oh, baby… It hurts that much?" Frankie asked, sadness lacing her soft and gentle voice.

Gee nodded her head, sobbing dryly as her stomach continued to cramp. "H-Hurts s-so much," she cried, pulling her legs more tightly against her belly, trying and succeeding in making sure they absolutely did not touch her boobs.

Frankie sighed, and rubbed Gee's side soothingly, planting a few more kisses on her wet cheek and damp with sweat hair. "Can you take it for two more minutes? I'm sorry I came so late, my boss didn't believe me that my girlfriend was having trouble. Thought I was making excuses," she mumbled.

Gee tried to stop her tears and sobs, not wanting Frankie to feel guilty over something that wasn't in her control: it really wasn't her fault that her boss was such a homophobic bag of shit. Although Gee did wish her periods were less painful, she always felt bad whenever she'd be in so much pain she couldn't even walk to the kitchen to get herself some painkillers, forcing Frankie to leave the record store and come help her.