A/N So after 6 months without my period, I got it yesterday (that bitch) So here! Expect a few period fics .-.
“Deann!!” You shout from the motel bathroom, Not caring what time it was or if people were sleeping. You were sitting on the toilet, Frowning.
“What?” His mouth is halfway stuffed with donuts, Mad you interrupted his moment.
“I need more tampons! I thought I brought more but I didn’t! Can you go to the store and buy some?”
“That’s disgusting (Y/n)! You don’t just yell that out!” He swallows the rest of the donut, Looking at Sam who was sitting next to him.
“Oh I’m sorry ‘Mr. I don’t get my fucking period’! Why don’t you try bleeding out your vagina for a week straight when your uterus is the size of a fucking football!”
“Stop yelling! Can’t you just stuff it with toilet paper or something? Stores are closed at this time!“ He starts banging at the door to get you to shut up.
“Samuel!” You whine.
“Sammy! Say something! Not even a gas station is open at this time”
Sam sighs, Setting his laptop aside and standing up to walk to his duffel bag. He pulls out a tampon and a pad, Shoving his brother aside and knocking on the door.
“I’m just gonna pass you these okay?” He opens the door when he hears your sound of agreement, And you smile at him when he hands you your much needed items.
“Thank you Samuel. That’s why I love you so much” Sam closes the door and walks to his spot on the bed, Placing the computer on his lap once more.
“What!? Why do you have those items in your bag?!” Dean is flabbergasted, Unable to comprehend what just happened.
“I lived with Jess Dean. I’m always prepared.”
“So what- You knew her cycle?! Now you now (Y/n/n)?!”
Sam nods and shrugs, Trying to not laugh at his older brothers face.
“This family is unbelievable.”
“I’m just prepared Dean. Not that you would understand since you can’t spend a day with a girl that you’re trying to get into bed” Sam smirks, Dean’s face mocked in fake hurt.
“Now, That is not true!”
“Name one girl that you have spent a whole day without trying to get into her pants. (Y/n) doesn’t count.”
“I rest my case” Sam laughs.
You walk out of the bathroom with a towel.
“This is why Samuel is my favourite sibling” You stick your tongue out at Dean, Laying the towel down on the bed and laying on it, Placing your heating pad on top of your cramping uterus. “That’s the stuff” You moan.
“I have some candy if you want some. Maybe tomorrow we can go out for ice cream if you’re up for it” Sam doesn’t even bat an eyelid, Keeping his eyes on the laptop.
“Yeah that’ll be awesome.”
Dean stares at you, Watching as you take donuts from his box.
“I’m the one hurting here Dean. Sit down and we can share” You smirk.
He grumbles under his breath, Sitting next to you on the bed while Sam begins discussing the case.
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