you have excruciating period cramps, as always. they really make you nauseous at times. you don't prefer using medicine, you think it affects your hormones a bit too much.

this morning you woke up with a puddle of blood everywhere, making you get a mental breakdown at so early in the morning. your daddy was there to help, changing the bedsheets and washing you up nicely. he wanted to take care of you all day, knowing you don't have any energy to do it yourself.

he had laid you on the couch after the incident, snuggling you up in a warm blanket. he left you with your teddy bear and a cartoon open for you to watch to prepare breakfast for both of you, nutella crepes to be exact, knowing you craved nutella while you were on your period.

he comes back in the living room to see you rubbing your eyes, seemingly waking up from an unexpected nap while he was cooking. he glances at the tv, which was still on with your cartoon running. he leaves the plates on the coffee table as he sits down to caress your hair.

"hey, precious... fell asleep, baby?"