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its-afucking-mess · 2 years

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i got my period today and because my lower back is being repeteadly violeted by cramps i am sharing ethan fluff

special tag to @writingmaneskin the ethan simp and @cheese-toastie-11 the ethan kinnie (real)

so so so so.

my thought process for this was

ethan plays the drums. common knowlege for most of us. and u cannot convice me that ethans body isnt tense and all his muscles stiff after how many hours of banging drums daily.

so maybe when his hot shower after coming home doesnt relax him u offer to massage his body, and more often than not its just u trying to soften amd relax his muscles while he just lets out small groans of content and comfort

back to reader. you (its actually me but for the sake of entertaining the moots its y/n) come back from work exhausted, because surprise you got ur period at work and ur in pain and tired. ethan offers to massage ur back to help u relax. thats it thats the fic

the cuddles are obligatory.

Ethan barely notices you walking through the room, not until you've crashed on the bed face-first next to him. He eyes you in surprise.

"Hello" he says, shifting to look at your stiff figure on the bed. "How was your day?". You don't have it in you to give a proper reply, and groaning into the matress seems like an appropriate response to his question.

Ethan can't hold his giggle back, shifting closer to you. "I got my period at work and I got tired" you whine. Ethan's face morphs inti a soft expression. "Come here," he says, and you cuddke into him, your arms looping around his hips. "Guessing you're tired huh?" he asks, and you nod, nudging his thigh with your nose. He trails a hand up and down your back, and you melt into his touch.

"Do you need any painkillers?" he asks, but the thought of leaving his warm embrace seems uncalled for and wrong. You shake your head. Ethan purses his lips. "How about, a massage?" he asks, and you move your head up to look at him. "Oh, please, I promise I'll give you actual money, please," you beg, and Ethan can't help the laugh that leaves his throat.

"No need for money, you've done it for me so many times. It's only fair," he replies and you make a 'mmm' of approval. He disconnects your hands and gets up from the bed, much to your dismay, in the en suite bathroom, where you had stored some oils you used on Ethan. You try to shed off your shirt, but your shoulder seems to not want to cooparate. It isn't worth the effort, so you decide against it.

Ethan makes a reapearance and he takes off your shirt and pants, leading you to lay down on the matress in only your panties. His hand lifts your hips, and for a moment you are confused of the direction this was going. He must have guessed, because his other hand quickly retrieves a warm towel and places it at the end of your tummy, right where your pelvis (and the pain) starts. You let out a happy noise and Ethan chuckles as he sets yout hips back down flat on the matress.

You can hear him rubbing his hands together, warming up the oil and spreading up your back. A surprised moan leaves your mouth at his gentle pressure, body relaxing under his strong touch. "Good girl," he comments under his breath, but you heard it all the same. You curl in the matress more and Ethan's hands start working at your shoulders.

"How was work? Besides getting your period," he asks, and you understand he wants to keep you awake when you find your eyes closed.

" 'twas good, we had a lot of sales today, and there was a lot of back and forth but it was very productive, but I got tired and wanted to come to you. It wasn't too bad though," you reply, and Ethan makes a calm noise from behind you, pressing down on your back harder. You let out a sigh of content.

"How was your work?" you ask, and Ethan's hands move lower down your back. "Well, we told off Damiano for delaying the lyrics, but we gave him an extent to his dealine because Giorgia had told him she wanted a date," he starts, and you let out a "mmmmmm" as a reply. Ethan continues his work on you all the same.

"Then Vic and Thomas showed us these parts they came up with, and Damiano said he had something in mind for them," he continues. Groans of comfort drop from your lips as Ethan works his way lower, slowly reaching the place that is most tense.

"Then I played a bit to try and match a tempo to Vic's bassline. I came home, made an omelette and waited for you to come back, maybe make you something to eat too," he finishes, and you mumble incoherently into the matress. Ethan gives your shoulders a final squeeze, moving a bit to your thighs.

"Guessing you're feeling a bit queezy though, mhm?" he asks, and you half nod. "I could still eat something" you reply, and Ethan kisses between your shoulderblades. "I'm glad, I could make you something warm and easy to eat, hm?". You nod frantically, and Ethan gives your shoulders a final squeeze, kisses the small of your back and pulls you to sit up next to him.

"You feelin' better? Or,"

"I am way better, thank you" you say, hugging Ethan tightly. You feel his smile against your neck, where he leaves a soft kiss. "Go make food, and I'll take a bath," you suggest, and Ethan comes back up to face you.

"What a wonderful idea, god you're so smart" he praises, and you want to melt into the matress more, but strong arms pick you up and carry you to the bathroom.

"Make yourself warm, and I'll bring you food," he says, kissing you on the lips lightly. "And get comfy, because cuddles are not negotiable,"

You smile as he leaves the bathroom, rubbing your eyes with a yawn as the water starts running

#god #i made myself jealous #mr torchio im free if u want #a mess of prompts #ethan torchio #ethan torchio x reader

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