Tangerine and you had been together for six months now and despite the relatively short amount of time that was, he had proved himself to be the most attentive partner you had ever had. While to most Tangerine was some ruthless, angry killer he was almost the complete opposite with you, he had a huge soft spot for you obviously considering you were his girlfriend after all.

And so when it came to your period, Tangerine unlike your other previous partners was not afraid of a bit of blood, the man was an assassin after all, blood was just blood to him even blood that came from different areas he had no problem with it and even if he didn't really fully understand, he made an effort.

The man cared about you so much that he had even dedicated a full day of research into periods just for you considering he wanted to give you the most love possible, when others described him it was like you found it hard to believe that your loving, attentive boyfriend was also a brutal assassin and serial killer, not that it really bothered you of course.

For the past few days you had been getting stomach cramps and random sharp pains that felt like they were stabbing through your stomach and crotch, ever since you could remember you always got your period particularly painful and heavy, at this point you had just accepted it, taking it as another thing the universe threw your way just to make your life thay but more difficult.

Nonetheless you knew these cramps meant you were due for your period and Tangerine was taking it very seriously, he had stocked up on everything, food, pads, tampons you name it he had it and ruthless be told you were more than grateful considering you knew that the less stress for you on your period the better.

On the day it came, your period hit hard, somehow harder than usual, you were practically bedridden with the pain and nausea and even Tangerine wasn't sure what to do with you. Eventually, you had managed to get yourself out of the bed and into the bathtub, you knew that heat soothed the cramps a bit and so you ran the bath, filling it to the brim with water and getting inside.

The rest from the bath made you swelter, it was almost too hot for comfort but it was better than being in even worse pain. You were for a while in a peaceful state, your cramps still biting away but less so, you found yourself slowly sinking below the water, enjoying the sensation of the water around you, until you heard the door open.

"You alright love?"

You heard Tangerine say, hum of acknowledgement leaving your lips in response as he knelt beside the bath, pressing a gentle kiss to the temple of your head.

"Bought you some ibuprofen."

he said, shaking the box and bit before setting it on the edge of the bath.

"This is coming from the guy who wouldn't even take one ibuprofen when he got shot in the neck."

You responded with a grumble making Tangerine let out a soft laugh in response, shaking his head as he removed his blazer and began to roll up his sleeves revealing his muscular, tattood arms that always managed to make you flustered, his fingers coming up to undo a few buttons on his shirt before he dipped his arm in the water, gently swishing it around.

"Well, this is 'bout you, not me."

he responded, a smile forming beneath his moustache as his hands continued to move the water about, part of you had been enjoying the time alone but at the same time you didn't really mind Tangerine's company, in fact, it was better than if he were to just flat out ignore you.

"How're you holdin' up, huh? Bit better?"