“Ugh,” you groaned as another wave of period cramps hit you, “this sucks. Everyone is out at the public pool having fun… and eating ice cream and I’m in here… dying.”
Your bottom lip quivered and you hunched over your hot water bottle more, wishing the pain wound just go away.
As you were continuing your pity party, your phone dinged.
“Y/N?” Mina sent you, “are you ok?”
“No,” you sent back grumpily, “this fucking sucks.”
“I’m sorry,” she replied. She knew it was that time of the month for you and she felt bad leaving you behind at the dorms but you had insisted they all go on without you.
She sighed and put her phone down, her dejected noise catching the attention of Kirishima, who was sitting beside her.
“Hey? What’s up?” he asked with concern, “that sigh didn’t sound very good.”
“I feel sorry for Y/N,” Mina replied sadly.
“Why? What’s wrong with her? Actually, why isn’t she here?” Kiri asked, suddenly realizing you were missing from the group outing.
“It’s shark week,” Mina replied sadly.
“Shark week?” Kiri asked innocently, “like my teeth?”
He grinned and pointed to them to show what he was meaning.
“No, silly.” She chuckled at his innocence. “Shark week is code for that time of the month.”
Kiri gave her a confused look and she deadpanned at him when he didn’t seem to catch on.
“Period.” She stated bluntly, “you know? Bleeding profusely for a week?”
Kiri’s sudden blush of surprise, at Mina’s straightforwardness, matched his hair colour and he looked away and scratched his cheek.
“O-Oh…” he mumbled awkwardly, “is… she ok?”
“Not really,” Mina sighed, “it sucks getting your period. It hurts.”
“In… the uh….”
“Lower abdomen, yeah,” Mina replied.
“Does she have any painkillers?” Kiri asked, hoping to try and be a little helpful.
“I’m assuming so,” Mina replied thoughtfully, “all that girls really want during shark week is chocolate, pads or tampons, and painkillers.”
“Is.. it just from the shops?” Kiri asked.
“The pads and tampons? Yeah… in the female hygiene aisle.”
“Oh… I see…” He fell silent, thinking things over for a second before speaking again. “Hey, Mina… I’m just going to the shops for a bit. I’ll be back, ok?”
“Oh?” She looked at him surprised, “ok, sure?”
He nodded and got up, grabbing his wallet before jogging out of the pool gates and off down the street in his swimming shorts and crocs.
Another tear slipped from your eye as you lay there in pain, when out of nowhere your phone rang.
Sniffing quickly, you picked it up and looked at the screen, surprised to see Kiri’s name there.
“Hello?” you asked as soon as you answered it.
“Umm… hi, Y/N… I… I’m sorry to call like this but I’m at the shops and I just wanted to know what your favourite chocolate is?”
“Uh… it’s [insert preference].” Your brows knitted in confusion, “why is he asking this randomly?”
“Ok,cool, and umm… one more question…d… do… do you use, umm… pads o-or tampons?”
“Uhh?!” you yelped in surprise, “umm… did, Mina, say something?”
“Oh… umm… yeah… but it’s only because I asked,” he replied shyly, “I’m really sorry. I hope I’m not being creepy. That’s not very manly. I just want to help and get you some things to get through this week. I have chocolate here, oh! And I got you some painkillers because I didn’t know if you had any? And I was going to get you some… umm…” he paused when he heard crying from your end of the line and he panicked. “I-I’m really sorry, I’ll put it back of you want… please don’t cry…”
“Nooo~,” you wailed, “don’t put it back I’m just really happy!”
“B-But you’re crying?” he said, perturbed by your conflicting words and emotions.
“I’m in pain but I’m happy,” you sobbed.
“Umm… ok… just hold on. I’m coming soon. Did you need any… uh…”
“No, it’s ok. I have enough stuff but the painkillers and chocolates are good,” you said though heavy sniffs and hiccuped sobs.
“I-Okay… hang in there, Y/N, I’m coming now.”
Kiri turned and ran down the aisle, giving you once last message of encouragement before hanging up.
“Please,” he said as he plopped the shopping basket down on the check out conveyer belt, “it’s an emergency. Please scan these quickly.”
The lady on scanning looked in and saw chocolates and painkillers and looked at the semi naked male in his swimming gear with a curious look on her face.
“She’s in pain,” Kiri reiterated.
“Did she need pads or tampons?” the lady asked, cottoning on immediately.
“No. She said she was ok,” he replied, feeling proud that he knew about some kind of secret world of women’s business.
“Flowers?” the lady asked as she scanned the two items.
“Oh… we’re just friends. But would she like that?”
“Ok, maybe not flowers. But when you get there make her into a blanket burrito and keep her hot water bottle warmed up,” she said expertly.
“Ok. Got it,” he replied with a serious head nod, “thank you,” he added as he paid then took the pay of items.
“Good luck,” the lady called as he ran off.
He waved with a grin and dashed for the door.
You thought that maybe Kiri had gotten lost but finally you heard a soft knock on the door and the soft voice of your red headed friend inquire from the other side.
“Y/N? Are you there?” he asked softly.
“Yeah,” you moaned sadly into the blanket around your body and lower half of your face.
He entered your room, an armload of blankets entering before him as he stepped through.
“Umm… I’m here to make you into a blanket… mountain?? A taco blanket?” he said, trying to remember what the check out lady had called it.
“That’s the one!” he exclaimed, dropping them down on the end of your bed, “but first, where is your hot water bottle? I’ll top it up for you…”
“You’re so sweet, Kiri. Thank you.” You handed the hot water bottle to him.
He took it and left to top it up while you grabbed for the paper bag beside you and opened it to see the chocolates and pain killers sitting there.
“Ok. Water bottle is nice and hot again now and I—,” Kiri paused when he entered again. You had fallen fast asleep with chocolate smeared all around your mouth and 2 pills popped from the blister pack of pain meds. “How did she get those down without water?!” he asked himselfas he quietly tucked the blankets further up around your neck, “sleep well, Y/N. I’ll be here when you wake up.”
Gingerly he climbed onto the end of the bed and sat down with his phone in hand, reading something while he watched and waited for you to wake up.
~ END ~