Swagger is far from stupid. He knew very well what was going on - from the mood swings, to the stains on sheets, to the complaints of discomfort - you're in that stage of your cycle.

"Hey, um..." He starts, looking over at you as you cuddle on the couch, watching nothing in particular on TV.

"Mhm...?" You hun in return.

"Can I... uh... ask you something?" He starts, unsure how to approach you without sounding like a total incel.