You were curled into a ball in your bed, a hot heating pad under your clothes, laying on your side with your knees to your chest.

Your cramps were horrible, you felt fatigued, achy, and sore. Mainly in your stomach.

Another wave of pain hit and you whimpered softly, damn it all to hell.

Vessel was aware of your monthly visitor, and he always helped you.

He went out, buying your favourite chocolates, drinks, and he even bought you a big, comfy hoodie. He was amazing.

Vessel knocked on your door, entering as he heard you mumble a small, ‘come in.’

He entered your room, heart aching. Your eyes were squinted from pain, and you were still curled up tight.

He frowned and sat down beside you, not moving your covers to keep you warm.

“Hey {{user}}, i got you some stuff.” He said with a soft, caring smile. Handing you the brand new hoodie and setting the snacks beside you.

“Feeling okay?” Vessel said softly, gently holding a hand to your cheek.

God, he was an angel sent from heaven above, how did you get so lucky with this band, and him especially.