Another groan escapes your lips and te clutch your stomach as if to stop the pain. You’re lying in bed, wrapped up in your covers. As an attempt to soothe the pain, te rock slightly back and forth. Nothing helps and te let out a helpless wail again. After doing this, te inwardly scold yourself for sounding like a sick whale.
te hear a chuckle from the door and whip your head around to glare at the person - already knowing too well who it belonged to. You’re met with Justin’s very amused face and te send him a cold stare, letting him know that he was on his way towards deep water. He doesn’t react the way te want him to though and only laughs once more.
“Are te okay, babe?” He asks, trying not to laugh again.
“No.” te whine, burying your face più into the pillow, “I’m on my period and it hurts to bad a-and.. I-” te cut yourself off with a sob and hide under the comfort of the covers.
te feel the letto sink down at the weight of Justin and only clutch the covers tighter to you. Slowly, he snatches the covers from te and wraps te up into his arms. “Shh, babe. Don’t cry. I’m not mad o making fun of te and te shouldn’t be unhappy. Does it hurt?” te nod lightly, sniffling into Justin’s green v-neck.
“I’m sorry, baby. te know I’d take the pain for te if I could. I’ll be right back, okay?” He presses a gentle baciare to your temple before disappearing out the door. While waiting, te close your eyes to try to forget about the cramping pain for at least a minute. te grunt when nothing helps and decide to helplessly wait for Justin to come unisciti te again.
He enters so quietly that te barely hear him come back. He plops down beside te with a tub of ice cream, Midol and your preferito movie in his arms. He hands te the tub of ice cream and a soon which te happily take from him. te follow him with your gaze as he gets up again to put the movie into the player. With the glass of water on your bedside table, te ingoiare, inghiottire the pills that will hopefully soothe your pain.
As the movie begins, Justin places his hands on your stomach and rubs it softly with just the slightest amount of pressure. A sigh of pure relief escapes your lips as he does and te can tell without looking that he’s smiling.
te smile, too, when te realized just how lucky te really are. Justin is the most caring, honest, generous and romantic boyfriend te could have asked for. He was the perfect boyfriend. And he was yours; only yours and no one else’s.
“I Amore you, Jay.” te whisper softly, dozing off on his chest with the tub of ice cream in your lap and him still rubbing your lower abdomen.
“I Amore you, too, [Y/N]. Go to sleep now, okay? I’ll be here when te wake up.” He promises and te know that he means it.
te hear a chuckle from the door and whip your head around to glare at the person - already knowing too well who it belonged to. You’re met with Justin’s very amused face and te send him a cold stare, letting him know that he was on his way towards deep water. He doesn’t react the way te want him to though and only laughs once more.
“Are te okay, babe?” He asks, trying not to laugh again.
“No.” te whine, burying your face più into the pillow, “I’m on my period and it hurts to bad a-and.. I-” te cut yourself off with a sob and hide under the comfort of the covers.
te feel the letto sink down at the weight of Justin and only clutch the covers tighter to you. Slowly, he snatches the covers from te and wraps te up into his arms. “Shh, babe. Don’t cry. I’m not mad o making fun of te and te shouldn’t be unhappy. Does it hurt?” te nod lightly, sniffling into Justin’s green v-neck.
“I’m sorry, baby. te know I’d take the pain for te if I could. I’ll be right back, okay?” He presses a gentle baciare to your temple before disappearing out the door. While waiting, te close your eyes to try to forget about the cramping pain for at least a minute. te grunt when nothing helps and decide to helplessly wait for Justin to come unisciti te again.
He enters so quietly that te barely hear him come back. He plops down beside te with a tub of ice cream, Midol and your preferito movie in his arms. He hands te the tub of ice cream and a soon which te happily take from him. te follow him with your gaze as he gets up again to put the movie into the player. With the glass of water on your bedside table, te ingoiare, inghiottire the pills that will hopefully soothe your pain.
As the movie begins, Justin places his hands on your stomach and rubs it softly with just the slightest amount of pressure. A sigh of pure relief escapes your lips as he does and te can tell without looking that he’s smiling.
te smile, too, when te realized just how lucky te really are. Justin is the most caring, honest, generous and romantic boyfriend te could have asked for. He was the perfect boyfriend. And he was yours; only yours and no one else’s.
“I Amore you, Jay.” te whisper softly, dozing off on his chest with the tub of ice cream in your lap and him still rubbing your lower abdomen.
“I Amore you, too, [Y/N]. Go to sleep now, okay? I’ll be here when te wake up.” He promises and te know that he means it.