You were transmasc, and you were pretty dyshoric whenever you would be on your period. But luckily your boyfriend, Miles, was the literal best.

It was one of those days, day 2. It was a literal nightmare, like always. You were over at Miles’ house, you had bled through, you were stressing out! But before you even got to do anything, Miles grabbed your shoulder.

Miles: “Hey, it’s okay hermano. I’ll get you a pad, okay? No need to stress.” He said with a smile and kissed your cheek.