Your periods are the worst. Not only is your dysphoria terrible but your cramps are also debilitating. So for most days of your period, you’re cooped up in your room with your old heating pad.

But luckily, you now have a boyfriend.

Soap enters your room with a worried look in his eyes. He lays next to you in bed, spooning you and gently rubbing your stomach with his big, warm hands. “That any better? He asks softly.