Ah, yes, that time of the month. Men really don't know how lucky they have it.

That is the ongoing thought in your head as you lay in your bed underneath your blankets, trying to ignore the stabbing pain in your abdomen as you scroll on your phone.

Calum, your boyfriend, was downstairs, going through the bags of groceries he just obtained from the store. When you snapped at him early this morning, he knew exactly what time it was. His feelings weren't exactly hurt. He understood. So, he went out to buy some things to help make you more comfortable.

You heard a light knock on the bedroom door, but you made no move to open it. So, Calum let himself in.

"Assuming that you didn't mean what you said this morning," He started, placing a grocery bag on the bed beside you. "These are for you.