A/N: hey guys so here’s another original of mine :) i’m pretty sure all the ladies out there are gonna relate to this am i right ladies. P.S. the gif idk i thought it was funny bc it’s funny how guys portray us when we’re on our periods idk just enjoy the story :))
Pairing: Reader x Newt
Warnings: boys getting scared over mother nature
Being a girl sucks. Period.
Being the only person with a vagina among 50 other guys also sucks.
Being the only girl in the Glade that has to go through a period every month sucks the most
It also meant feminine products were the most scariest thing ever. According to the Gladers.
And lord behold, you are now on your period.
Having you period was the worst thing ever. Since you were the only girl, the other Gladers would scratch their heads at times when you were on it.
The first time you got it, you had a vague idea about it, but you weren’t sure. That ended up hanging out with the Med-jacks for a full week. Even to this day, a bunch of the Gladers get the heebie-jeebies at the slightest mention of it.
And now you were moping around, clutching your stomach, praying that you don’t bleed to death.
You walk over to the med-jacks place and see Clint organizing some supplies.
“Yo Clint!” you groaned, “is there any more… products… left?”
“There’s only a few left, Y/N,” Clint said, “the Box will come sooner today. Until then, hang around for a bit.”
You bit your lip to force back a choke.
“Do I have to?” you groaned as you flopped down on a bed.
“I’m afraid so, Y/N,” Clint responded, “what if you get harsh pains ”
“Then I die,” you simply said.
It was nice that you got to hang out and not work, but it also sucked. You were planning to hang out with Newt in the gardens.
You kept denying it, but there was no doubt that you’ve gotten close to Newt the past year. He was a real nice guy, and you couldn’t help but developing a slight crush on him.
But of course, you had no clue if he ever liked you back. And it wasn’t kinda allowed, either. Ever since you came through the Box, Alby has made it very clear that relationships were not allowed on any circumstances. Serves the Gladers right for staring too long when you do something.
The alarm signaling the supply box coming up rang. You mentally rejoiced in your head; you can finally cry alone in your room.
You broke into a run towards but was stopped short because Clint got a hold of your shirt.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Clint demanded.
“To go get my pads, where else?” you sassed.
“I don’t think so,” Clint started, “You’re not well and it’s hot out. You can get heat stroke,”
You looked at Clint in disbelief as you began to protest, “I have every right to get my things. I don’t care if they are underwear, pads, tampons, or anything considered ‘feminine’ for the matter.”
“Oh, c'mon Y/N, just rest for a minute. I’m sure all of your supplies are in a box or something. No one’s gonna know,” Clint said.
“Here’s a deal: next time, when the supply box comes up, you can go get it. We’ll alternate everytime,” you proposed.
“Fair enough,” Clint agreed as you gave him a hug and jogged outside to go fetch your stuff.
Clint wasn’t kidding either about the heat either. Should’ve listened.
You saw the gang of Gladers surrounding the Box’s entrance, eagerly awaiting what new things the Creators brought this time.
As you were going to approach the crowd, Newt came from behind you and picked you up.
“What’s up, Shuckface!!” Newt boomed.
You made an ear-piercing scream for two reasons; one obviously because you were caught by surprise and two you were obviously on your period and you felt Niagara Falls flow out of you.
“Newt, put me down! Please!” you begged and laughed. You prayed to the heavens above that you wouldn’t stain through your pants. That would be a nice view to see.
“And what if I don’t,” Newt challenged.
“Because I am gonna start crying and you’ll end up in the Slammer,” you half-heartily said.
“Oh, I’m so scared,” Newt said, still carrying you.
Newt started pushing through the crowd, you still in tow, and placed you inside the Box with Gally where he was checking all the supplies.
“What’s this," Gally asked in a posh voice as he gestured towards you.
"I haven’t gotten a clue, my dear Gally, I think it’s a girl!” Newt replied with the same voice.
“A girl!" Gally exclaimed, "I thought girls were a myth!"
"Well I guess they are not,” Newt said as a matter-of-factly as the Gladers were chuckling at the show unfolding in front of them.
Even Alby was having a good time and added. “I think the Creators are starting to like us because this one is a real beauty. Isn’t it, Newt?”
Newt blushed a deep red and mumbled, “A real beauty, I say.”
This earned multiple hoots and whistles and you felt Thomas pat your back and say, “that’s my girl!”
You couldn’t stop laughing as Newt put you down into the Box and gave Gally a friendly hug. It was then his turn to carry you around.
“Look at this gem!" Gally announced as he held on to you tighter, "She probably outshines every single Glader here!”
“C'mon guys,” you giggled, “I’m just an ordinary girl!”
The Gladers began to disagree and started complimenting you on the most ridiculous things as you started handing out supplies outside of the Box.
“Well one thing’s for sure," Gally said as the last of the boxes were being whisked away, "you sure are ticklish.”
“I’m what,” you screeched before Gally started tickling your sides.
“Stop! Stop!” you screamed between laughs, while Newt watched from the corner of his eye.
But it was too late. You felt something seep through your jeans, and sure enough, it was blood.
“Holy fuck,” you whispered to yourself as the Gladers began to quiet down, concerned at what happened. In the whole 2 years you’ve been here, this has never happened to you. the only time you’ve ever stained your pants was the first week you were here… when there wasn’t any pads.
You scooted to the far end of the Box and started to hyperventilate.This can’t be happening, this can'r be happening, you kept whispering to yourself.
'Y/N, are you okay?“ Newt said as he crouched down next to you.
You nodded furiously saying you were alright, but suddenly a jolt of pain shot through your abdomen.
You curled up into a ball and started to sob silently, repeating the words this can’t be happening, this can’t be happening.
”Oh god, Y/N, did I hurt you,“ Gally cried out.
You started to feel faint and tears started to stream faster and faster.
Now the Gladers got scared. You were close to all of them, and you called them your brothers. Even though, some did try to hit on you on a daily basis.
Newt carefully picked you and ordered, "Med-jacks, NOW!”
As Clint and Jeff laid you on a makeshift cot, the two of them including Gally and Newt whisked you away to the Med-Jacks’ huts.
You were definitely a hot mess.
.
5 Hours Later
"Look she’s waking up!“ a voiced yelled.
"Quick! Someone call Alby or Newt, preferably Newt because he called dibs,” someone else snicked.
You struggled to get up, but you heard Jeff in the distance say, “don’t move, just relax. You’re excused from working for the rest of the week.”
That was the only thing you heard before you sat straight up and gave Jeff the evil eye.
“Are you saying just because I’m on my period, i can’t work!” you fumed.
“Not my orders,” Jeff said as he put up his hands in defense, “don’t hate the messenger, hate the one who ordered it.”
“Then whose order was it?” you asked in a pissed off mood.
Clint and Jeff looked at each other and looked scared.
“Oh, c'mon don’t don’t me Gally is up to this. He’ll do anything to get into my pants,” you sneered and stood up to confront Jeff and Clint. But it didn’t help when you had searing pain all over your body from the stupid cramps.
“Actually, it was me,” a voice said from behind.
It was Newt.
“Really,” you huffed, “because I can take care of myself, thank you very much.”
You turned to face the Med-jacks, “Clint. Jeff. Thank you so much for the help today. You are excused from any work. You don’t have to help me.”
“Thanks Y/N!” the two guys beamed as they both ran out to do whatever the hell they wanted.
“Why did you that!” Newt questioned.
“Because, I didn't need any help. I can very well take care of myself,” you grunted as you carefully plopped yourself on the bed.
“Then why did you faint??” Newt asked.
“Clint said it was hot. I told him fuck that, I’m gonna be a bad ass. Sadly I was on my period, and the heat did me worse,” you rambled on, “plus you and Gally were carrying me around like if I were a sack of potatoes. Which, I might add, was not pleasant.”
At the slightest mention of the word 'period,’ Newt looked like he was going pass out himself.
“Yo, Newt,” you called as you snapped your fingers in front of him, “you don’t seem to hot.”
Newt ruffled his hair, “What are you talking about, Y/N? I'm always lookin’ hot.”
“Yeah, sure. You winced at the word 'period.’ Every guy here is horrified of mother nature,” you laughed.
“Well, it’s not our fault we don’t know much about the female anatomy,” Newt explained, “especially with that body of yours.”
“You suck at flirting,” you giggled.
“I try. At least I have the decency to actually tell you how much I loved you,” Newt confessed.
“Wait, what,” you stuttered,
“You heard me: I love you. All those compliments that the Gladers were telling, well it’s all true. You’re bloody amazing, Y/N. And it’d be an honor if you would be my girlfriend,” Newt stated.
“Of course, Newt, I would love that,” you cooed as you gave Newt a long hug.
As Newt was leaning in for a kiss, Thomas barges in.
“Y/N! Gally told me to tell you that how long is he going to be in the Slammer?” he panted.
“Why would he be in there in the first place?” you asked.
“Because you said, and Gally quoted, 'if Newt or I make you cry, then we go into the Slammer’” Thomas said.
“Aw, poor baby,” you said, “Tell you what, Thomas: tell Gally that he gets 1 hour in the Slammer, plus a crash course on the anatomy of a girl.”
Thomas smiled widely, “Will do, boss!” and off he went to break the news to poor ol' Gally.
Newt started to chuckle.
“What!?” you exclaimed.
“it's amazing what you can do to keep things in order, Y/N” Newt complimented, “maybe you should be second-in-command.”
“Shut up and kiss me, you moron,” you sighed.
And at the end of the day, you and Newt had a wonderful kiss, and you felt all your troubles wash away.
Except for the fact that you’re gonna embarrass Gally tomorrow. That’s going to be funny as hell.
Being the only girl in the Glade has it’s way.
It’s the most fucking awesome thing that’s ever happened to you.