Age: 28
Warning: Period Talk, Period.
Request For: Kawaii0Kylee
P.s Yes I made a fucking pun
P.s.s This is the full of cringe and I'm sorry 😂
(Y/N'S POV)
Hell. Suffering. Pain. Blood.
It's not as easy as some may think to give birth to one of your living organs for three to seven days in continuum, once per month, for twenty to thirty years, only interrupted for medical problems or pregnancy.
I only wished if I could be pregnant and not deal with the cramps. The pain would be with me until the end of my cycle, unless it decides to be a spawn of Satan. Everyday is a battle from not trying to scream and to not eating everything in the damn fridge.
I couldn't help but sigh staring at the ceiling, then to the nightstand where chocolate wrappers piled up. Long flows were the worst, I couldn't stand them, from going to the bathroom every few hours to change my pad/tampon to wanting the sudden urge to devoured the fridge in a sitting.
Evan knew my struggles since he would always see the pain in my eyes or the box I kept next to the bathroom. But every night I felt save in his arms when he would cuddle with me and keep me warm, buttt sometimes I may or may not have stained the bed and ruined our moments.
Counting the days my worries grew less and my suffering died down, 7th day. Doing this for 16 years I've been a pro, if I say so myself. But I always knew I had to keep my guard, of course it always appears again.. sneaky fucker.
I munched down some leftover ice cream watching some chick flic, "MIRANDA YOU STUPID BITCH ALEX LOVES YOU!" I screamed out at the scene where Miranda accept Jacob's proposal.
"Y/n what are you doing?" Evan barged in the doorway with smile. "Miranda is a bitch, she left Alex!" I shouted earning a chuckle from Evan as he wrapped his arms around me.
"Evvannnnnnn!" I whined as I turned red trying to push him away in embarrassment. Giving up I cried silently crossing my arms out at him madly. "Aww come on Y/n don't be like that!" He cooed in my ear making me jump.
I groaned in pain as I felt a cramp falling down on my bed staring up at the ceiling, can I die yet? I looked at Evan who was above me smiling widely, what was he doing now? I sighed staring at him with my arms crossed. "Evan begone thot."
He laughed at my remark before going next to me nuzzling my face into his chest. I recognize the brand of cologne he used, it was one of my favourites -outlandish aroma of charcoal flames and cinnamon.
His hand slowly made its way in to my back before he grabbed a piece of my hair twirling it with his finger. "Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?" He whispered silently in my ear making me tinted pink.
"Have I ever told you I love you?" I cooed kissing his nose, I couldn't help but smile forgetting about the spawn of Satan crawling out of me.
"Have I ever told you that you stained the sheets again?"