It was as if Mihir struck gold, hearing the specific ding that was sounded by his phone. Knowing it came from a particular app that he installed ever since he started dating you. It meant that you had just started 0vül8tinġ (had to censor for it to be public 😞)

The alert from “Clue” which was a period tracking app that helped users understand a person’s menstrual cycle and reproductive health.

Yes, it did come handy when it alerted him when your period was near, reminding him to buy your favorite little snacks and takeout, being more mindful of your condition at this time of the month. But the app had extra perks as well.

After dating you for two and a half years, Clue had specifically helped him pinpoint where you were in your cycle. But the week or two before your period, that was the best time.

Baby fever was amplified 100x, Mihir was simply a rag doll that you toyed around with. But hey, no complaints coming from him. It was almost animalistic what happened during that time.

He even loved the morning after, he could see the post coital clarity set in as you were mortified with how you had acted and what you were mindlessly babbling in the moment. It was cute.

It was always something to look forward to, now getting off of work before arriving home at your shared apartment. Getting all settled down and seeing you lounging on the couch, crawling on top of you. Mihir planted small kisses along your face, showering you with affection.

You were a little caught off guard, questioning him for his sudden affection. Mihir shrugged his shoulders, “Nothing, just missed you,” Playing it off as if he didn’t know about what your body was going through before you even knew.