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Period Pains (Atsumu, Akaashi, Sugawara)
Periods. Suck. Mentally, physically, and emotionally. But maybe they can make it suck less.
A/N: Y’all can probably guess how my week has been :D. So this is mostly self indulgent and has definitely made me fall in love with all these boys much more. I may or may not stan Miya Atsumu now but we don’t talk about it (yet)
Warnings: None really! Fluffy and domestic wholesomeness. Post-timeskip.
Miya Atsumu
Atsumu starts to stir from his sleep when he hears a loud prolonged groan next to him.
He presses his eyes closed when the lights suddenly turn on. Ugh.
He opens his eyes to see you waddling away to the bathroom with your hand pressed to your stomach. Hmm?
He looks down and sees a relatively large splotch of red staining the sheet. HAH!
Suddenly, Atsumu is very alert.
“Babe what happened! Did you get hurt?”
Mans throws (I mean THROWS) himself out of bed and pulls a pair of shorts on as he stumbles to the bathroom to check on you.
“Baby are you-”
He sees you by the sink, washing your shorts, the water discolored as it runs off.
Ohhhh yeah! You were on your period.
Headass’s mind blanked while in a sleepy haze.
You sigh. “Yeah I’m… fine-ish. I guess.”
He smirks and comes up behind you, wrapping his hands around your waist, one hand gently rubbing over your long sleep shirt, right over your lower belly.
He presses a slow kiss into the side of your head and rocks you side to side while you continue to wash.
“Did ya wake up cuz of the pain, babe?”
“Mhm. And I saw the stain then too. Ain’t my luck just great?”
He groggily laughs and presses more kisses along the side of your face and holds you tighter.
“You got this, babe. I’ll bring the sheets here, yeah?”
“Kay.”
This, in its own way, is enough to make you feel… less bad.
You were far from feeling okay at this point, but Atsumu knowing the drill and nonchalantly helping out at 2 am made things feel less apocalyptic than they were in your head..
Atsumu strips the bed of all its sheets, rubbing his eyes as he tries to keep awake.
Handing the sheet to you, he leans against the wall as you washed out the immediate blood stains.
Once you wash it out, he takes it from you.
“Clean yerself up babe.”
He takes the sheets downstairs and throws them into the washing machine.
He goes to the kitchen and grabs a banana and some dark chocolate (because we healthy in this household).
And some ibuprofen from the medicine cabinet.
And runs back up to find you coming with new sheets in hand.
Putting your snacks down on your bedside table, he helps you pull the fresh sheets over your bed.
Sitting you on the bed, he hands you the food and sits next to you, leaning his head on your shoulder while you munch.
He gives you the medicine when you’re done.
“30 minutes- not bad. I think that’s our new record.”
He shuts off the lights and crawls into bed, opening his arms as you slide your legs under the comforter.
Snuggling into him, he nuzzles your forehead as he holds you close.
“Feelin better, babe?”
“Yeah… I’ll probably fall asleep in a bit or something.”
“Well, if ya wanna press up against me if that’ll make you feel better, ya can. And wake me up if ya need anything.”
“I will, Atsumu. Thanks.”
“G’nite, sweetheart.”
BONUS: you wake up late the next morning, Atsumu still holding you flush against his body.
Now that you slept well (thanks to the meds and Atsumu) and woke up without pain, you’re suddenly in a very affectionate mood.
Wiggling up, you find your way to Atsumu’s face, giving him a couple of soft pecks to his lips.
He stirs in his sleep, kissing you back.
But even after you had pulled away, he kept kissing at the air, trying to find your lips in his sleepy haze.
It was pretty funny.
He’s a headass, you’re not gonna lie.
But he’s your headass! And that’s all that matters.
Akaashi Keiji
Before even coming home, Akaashi knew you were going to be on your period today.
Your period tracking app was synced to his phone, so he knew when to prepare for your worst days with snacks, supplies, and lots of affection.
He hated how busy he was, that he couldn’t be home to take care of you. So making sure you had everything you needed was the best he could do.
But when Akaashi comes home and can’t find you anywhere, he starts to worry.
Where were you? You would usually always greet him when he came home, even when you were on your period.
He gets his answer when he hears sniffles and hiccups coming underneath the lump of blankets on the couch.
Akaashi knows that if you were ever fully underneath the blankets, there was something really wrong.
Taking his jacket off and throwing it over a chair in the kitchen, he rushes to your side and pulls the blankets delicately off your head.
“What’s wrong, darling.”
“H-hi Keiji. I’m s-sorry I didn’t m-mean to *hic* hide from you I j-just don’t feel too g-good.”
Your breath was so shaky and Akaashi’s heart shattered watching you.
“Please, tell me what’s wrong, dear.” Akaashi asks you in a whisper.
“My tummy just hurts so so much and it won’t go away I-” your sobs begin to rack through your whole body.
“Did you take medicine? Heating pad?” He asks gently as he runs his hands through your hair and wipes the tears off your face.
“N-no… I hate taking medicine Keiji you know that. But I took a hot shower and I hoped it would help and it didn’t.” You attempt to stifle your cries to talk coherently, misery wrapping around your soul.
“Alright then, give me a second, darling, and I’ll do whatever I can.”
After changing, Akaashi comes back downstairs to the couch and makes his way over to you.
He pats your head gently, “can you sit up for me?”
He swings his legs up onto the couch and opens his arms and legs so you could place yourself between all his limbs.
Crawling up to him, he turns you so that your back is pressed to his torso.
Immediately, Akaashi’s hands snake around your waist and find their way to two sides of your lower stomach.
His fingers gently message you, moving around to try and find which spots need his attention, all while he coaxes you into being relaxed.
“Shhh darling, you’re okay. I’m here and I’m going to shower you with my love. Just relax and let me take care of you, okay dearest?”
You nuzzle back against his chest, letting his words, touch, warmth, and smell fill all your senses.
“Keiji… how was your day?” You murmur, tilting your head back in an effort to look at him.
He smiles, warmth spreading through his body as he realizes even while in pain, you still want to carry on your daily check-in on him post work.
And so Akaashi tells you all the stories from the day- his new assignment, how panicked he got midday when the office went into crisis, a surprise visit from a certain owl during lunch time.
You listen attentively, but your hands subconsciously move his larger hands to the center of your lower abdomen, where he starts to gently rub, leaving your skin tingly and chest lighter.
“Do you feel better, Y/N?” after sitting in comfortable silence for a little, he decides to ask.
But when he got no response, he cranes his neck to check on you.
You had fallen asleep in his embrace, a sweet smile slowly creeping across your face.
He smiles too, overjoyed to know that he was able to relieve you of some of your pain.
“Goodnight, my love.” He whispers to you, his eyes slowly shutting, arms still on your stomach.
BONUS: at around 2 am, Akaashi wakes up, realizing he was still on the couch.
You, however, were nowhere to be seen.
Getting up, Akaashi heads to the kitchen to grab water, assuming you were already in bed.
Instead, he found you in the kitchen too, the smell of pancakes flooding the space.
“Keiji! We never ate dinner. I’m sorry I made you fall asleep without eating.”
A small smile appears on his face and he rubs his sleepy eyes.
“It’s okay, dear. I’m just glad you could sleep some.”
“Do you want pancakes?”
“I would love some.”
Sugawara Koushi
Like Akaashi, Suga knew what was about to happen when he got a phone call from you as soon as he was leaving school.
Regardless, hearing you sniffle over the phone activates every protective instinct in his body.
“What’s wrong baby?”
“Koushi, do you love me?”
A dumb question, obviously. Suga showered you with affection and endless praise on a daily basis for you simply just breathing. The most supportive of boyfriends!
But alas, insecurity still creeps up at times. And Suga gets it.
“I love you more than anything else, Y/N.”
“Can you come home, Koushi? I miss you.”
“I’m on my way, love. Give me 10 extra minutes, okay?”
Suga hopped into his car to head home, stopping by the store to pick up a few things.
He grabbed a pint of your favorite ice cream, your favorite chips (because do you want sweet or savory today? Only time will tell), and some flowers before heading home.
The moment he steps through the door, you throw your hands around him and groan out of frustration, pain, and just general dejectedness (don’t @ me for projecting I swear).
Suga smiles down at you, knowing that he can bring you some peace, and pulls you against him, flowers and bag still in hand.
“Let me go change, my love. These are for you.”
Your generally miserable disposition shifts as your nose is filled with the aroma of fresh flowers. Sweet and gentle scents always managed to lift your spirits, and Suga knew that.
“Mkay.”
Once Suga came downstairs, he headed to the kitchen to warm up some water to pour into a water bottle.
“Sweet or salty?”
“Salty.”
He grabs the warm water bottle and the bag of chips and makes his way over the couch where your eyes were begging him to shower you in love (which he was more than happy to do).
Sitting down and opening his arms, you pull yourself against his side, hugging him tightly and nuzzling against his chest.
He rubs your head before sliding his hand down, soothingly rubbing circles onto your back.
His other hand goes to place the warm water bottle on your lower abdomen, which you hold in place by pulling your legs up to your torso.
“Koushi, why do you love me?” You murmur against him. “I’m so whiny and clingy and annoying and insecure and you’re perfect… you deserve the best. You shouldn’t have to put up with someone like me-”
“Hey.” Suga gently but sternly cuts you off.
“That’s my girlfriend you’re talking about, and I don’t appreciate you talking about her like that.” He looks down at you and melts as he sees your puppy dog eyes staring back up at him.
“Koushi, I’m not wrong though. I am all those things.”
“And? I love you for it. I love that you whine for me and cling to me- it makes me feel wanted. I wouldn’t call you annoying, that's not your call to make. And insecure? That’s natural, my love. Everyone's a little insecure. I’m a little insecure. You’re not perfect and neither am I. And that’s okay. I don’t wanna love perfect. I want to love you and only you, okay?”
Tears prick your eyes but you feel better with Suga’s words of reaffirmation. He’ll tell you no matter how many times you need to hear it. “Thank you Koushi, I love you so much.”
“Shh, my love. Don’t cry. I love you, too.”
His grasp on you tightens as you relax against him, your breathing synchronizing.
“You wanna watch some TV?”
“Yes please.”
“Chips?”
“Mhm.”
Single word exchanges and the warmth of Suga’s sweater keep you connected as you allow yourself to forget your physical and mental pains.
Suga always knew exactly what you needed to hear, and never hesitated to tell you. No matter how ‘out of the blue’ or random it may have felt, he was always there for when you needed him.
BONUS: you guys settle on watching a romance movie, Suga feeding you chips while popping some into his own mouth as well.
But once the movie got to the really sad part, you started crying (sometimes movies just made you cry, but hormones made it so much worse).
“Baby, don’t cry, it’s just a movie.”
“But Koushi, you’re crying too!”
In honesty, Suga’s face was very tear-streaked as well, his sniffles hushed.
“Okay fine, we can both cry together.”
And so you did! Both of you cried, emotions fully invested in the movie, chips still being munched on while sobs shook your bodies.
It would have been a goofy sight to any onlookers, but it was the pinnacle of your relationship- emotionally vulnerable, intimate, and domestic. True perfection, if you were to ask me.
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mkay goodnight y’all i’m tired
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Saying Goodnight
He didn’t realize he had fallen asleep till he was startled awake by the door opening again.
He sat up, looking like a deer in headlights, with his finished lollipop stick stuck to his cheek. Abby looked a little startled too, before apologizing.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.”
Sky just blinks, not sure what the response should be.
“Uh, you’ve got-“ Abby points to the lollipop stick and he fumbles for it, blushing. The uniform is never going to fit now...
“I’m sorry ma’am.”
“No need, um, so, how was everything?”
He can’t hide a small smile. “It was good ma’am.”
“Mind if I sit?” She motioned to the bed and he pulls his feet up out of the way. “No ma’am, I’ll get up if-“ But she just waved it away and sat perched on the edge, smiling at him.
“What did y’all do?”
“Um, well, first we sat down and talked about different things, then, um,” he kept glancing up at her, desperate to make sure he wasn’t going to say the wrong thing, “Then, Max made Pb and j sandwiches, and we read books, well, I read books, Max worked on their computer.”
She wanted to beam, to hug Sky and to call Max and hug them through the phone, but she figured that would be a bit much, especially for skittish Sky.
“Sounds like you had fun, that’s good.” She didn’t mean it to, but to him, it sounded like a prompt.
“How- How was your day ma’am?”
“Oh, pretty good, just fighting a constant battle to keep everyone’s drinks refilled.”
He wished he knew more about her, the right questions to ask. He didn’t want the conversation to end, he liked talking to her, but... there didnt seem to be much more to say.
She sighed, also not wanting to end the conversation, but she was all sweaty, tired, and getting a blister on her heel, and so a shower and getting to bed sounded real good. And she didn’t want to keep Sky up when he still had those purple half moons under his eyes.
“Alrighty..” she pushes herself up with a sigh and a groan, “I’d better shower and get to bed... I think it’d be best for you to get some sleep too. We’re gonna have a fun day tomorrow. Max’ll come over in the afternoon, and I’ll see about the others. Maybe we’ll have a movie night or something.”
“Yes ma’am.” A tentative smile was forming. A movie night sounded fun. Safe. And Max would be back.
“Mkay. Goodnight!”
“Goodnight ma’am.” he paused, “Thank you ma’am.”
She stopped in the doorway, looking back at him with such softness that it made his breath freeze in this throat.
“Anytime.”
He laid in bed, listening to the sounds of her taking a shower and getting into bed, and thought. Thought about Mistress and Abby, about Max and Jack, Kim and Teresa. How lucky he had gotten to be picked by Abby.
She hadn’t laid a finger on him. Neither had anyone else. He curled up around the teddy dog, and hoped that never changed.
Her head hit the pillow, and she was out cold within minutes, relieved that not only had Max kept him safe and feed, they had stepped up and knocked the ball out of the park. But it didn’t last long.
Around 1:20 in the morning she was shaken away by a terrified sound, half between a scream and a whimper...
(Really short, but wanted to leave it on this note so the next chapter could be longer. Poor Sky, he was so happy...
And if y’all didn’t see the absolutely fantastic fan art of Sky by @whump-my-dude check it out!!! They did so amazing and I’m honestly pretty sure they’re a mind reader cause they got him exactly right.
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Mkay goodnight guys I love y’all losers sm. I love taylor, Madie, Elizabeth, Luna and Daenerys Targaryen. Goodnight loves.
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mkay now I’m going to sleep goodnight guys love y’all thanks for supporting me and encouraging me and loving me 💗
#leah rambles#nightly dragon kisses#i love madie and daenerys and taylor and dani and elena and my dog#gn
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