The pain woke me up around five in the morning. I could hear Harry snoring a bit, my face still pressed to his back and arms wrapped around his waist as we had fallen asleep. I didn’t want to wake him, but as I bit down on my lip to keep from moaning as the pain ripped through my abdomen I knew there was more of a chance that I would wake him if I stayed here. Also, judging by the pain, if I didn’t get up soon I’d probably soak through the sheets and Harry had just changed them yesterday. I slowly pulled my arms away from him and with that one movement his snoring stopped and I froze, thinking I woke him. But, luckily, his snoring resumed and I sighed, carefully rolling away from him until my feet met the cold hardwood. The nausea hit me not long after I came to a standing position and I rushed to the bathroom, quietly closing the door behind me before falling to my knees in front of the toilet, hugging the bowl like a dear friend, so blinded by the pain I didn’t care that my face was touching a toilet bowl. I didn’t vomit though, not yet, so after a few moments of realizing that it wasn’t coming up, I laid down on the cold tile, close to tears. You have to put a tampon in, I reminded myself, but thought I would rather die than stuff anything up there at the moment. I did it anyway. It made the pain worse. I vomited about three minutes later. There was a soft knock at the door after that and I cursed myself for being too loud. “Love? You alright? Sounds a bit like a war zone in here.” “Go back to bed, Harry,” I paused to wince, hoping he wouldn’t hear, “M’fine.” I said through my teeth. “Yeah, that sounded very convincing,” He yawned and jiggled the doorknob, “Lemme in.” I sighed, but crawled on hands and knees to the door, reaching up to twist it and then pulling it open. Harry’s eyes followed me to the floor and he frowned, “What’s the matter?” “Cramps are killing me.” I whined and curled back up into a ball on the floor. “It’s that bad this month? You should call your doctor, the birth control’s supposed to make this better, maybe you need to switch brands or somethin’ if it’s not working properly.” His voice was laced with concern as he crouched down next to me. He soon realized I didn’t really give a shit right now about my birth control as I stayed silent, “What can I do, love? You can’t be lying on the bathroom floor all day.” I groaned as if to say Yes I can. He got the message and sighed. “Do you want some tea? Have you had any tylenol?” “I’ll just throw it back up.” “You should at least try, babe.” I groaned again, “What about a bath, can I run you a bath?” I started crying, “I’ll jus’ bleed all in it! It’ll look like a homicide.” He giggled. “S’not funny!” I cried, snot cascading out of my nose. “Okay, okay, you’re right, I’m sorry, c’mere love, lemme hold you.” I sniffed and looked at him like a puppy who was unsure of the stranger in her mist. He beckoned me with his arms again, “C’mon.”I crawled over to him and into his lap, his arms engulfing me and I quietly sighed in contentment as I rested my head against his shoulder. “Let’s get you back in bed, yeah?” “No!” I protested, “No, I’ll just have to get back up to throw up again.” “I’ll put a bag next to the bed.” “Harry—“ “Don’t even try to argue with me on this, I’m not going to leave you on the floor of the bathroom.” I groaned, but only tightened my grip around his neck as he stood up with me in his arms, walking us back to the bedroom, “Why don’t you wake me up when you feel like this? I don’t like waking up to an empty bed and hearing you hurting alone in the other room.” He says as he lowers me into bed. “You shouldn’t have to suffer with me.” “I like taking care of you.” He climbed into the other side of the bed and immediately slid his hand under my t-shirt to rub my stomach, “That better?” I closed me eyes and nodded, my muscles relaxing at his touch. I felt him shift a bit, coming closer to me and then my muscles jumped a bit at the feel of his mouth on my stomach. I felt him laugh a bit at my reaction and then he continue to pepper kisses on my stomach, pushing my shirt up so he could get at more skin. “Babe, that tickles.” I said, eyes still closed, but I reached my hand out to run through his hair.Instead of stopping, he blew a raspberry on my stomach causing me to squeal, “Stop it!” But I was laughing and when I opened my eyes, he was grinning up at me and he blew another raspberry against my skin and started tickling me even as I protested. He only stopped when he noticed I was laughing so hard that I was having trouble catching my breath and he kissed my stomach again, still giggling to himself. “Feel better now?” He kept his hand on my stomach, rubbing it in circles, but he came up next to me, kissing my cheek before snuggling under my chin, nose pressed to my neck. “A bit, yeah.” I felt tired again and closed my eyes, “Thank you, love.” “Of course.” He murmured and pressed a kiss to my neck, “Love you.” And I focused on his touch until I fell back asleep.
Yui: (Ah…The stars are so beautiful. There will be some wind?) Kino: What are you looking at so absently out there? Yui: The stars are so beautiful today. Kino: Hmmm? But the stars are the same as ever? Yui: It’s not like that. Come on, come closer to see it too. Kino: …There’s no other option, if you insist like that I’ll do it then.