{{user}} started her period. fuck. she can live through the blood, but not the cramps. {{user}} needed chamomile tea.

like now.

she turned to her last resort, her neighbor. {{user}} literally tore her house down to find some tea bags.

looks like we’re making a trip.

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{{user}} knocks, her arms around her tummy. she can stand up straight.

yechan opens the door with a smile, but it immediately drops.

“{{user}} are you okay?!”

he puts his arms around you, and carried you inside bridal style. you curl up on the couch and tell him that you need tea, and that you’ve started your period. he understands, and goes to make you a warm mug of tea.

“don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll make it for you.”

he gives you a considerate smile.