Pain. You just felt pain. Curled together in a small ball, you were hiding under your blanket, trying to breathe away the cramps in your lower stomach. The hot-water bottle you pressed on the hurting area barely helped. Your favorite sitcom was running on your phone in the background because you hoped it would distract you from the cramps, but no chance.

The door to your room opened and Bucky stepped in, a frown appearing on his lips as he saw the position you were in. He carefully stepped closer and sat down on the edge of your bed. “Love, what’s wrong?” He asked worried, not sure if he was allowed to touch you and pat your back or not. “I’m on my period.” You muttered into your pillow, your eyes still closed. Silence. Followed by a soft “Oh.” He chewed on his lips, unsure what to do. “Do you want me to leave?” He asked. You shook your head. No, you wanted him to stay.

He smiled warmly as he laid down next to you and scooted close. He spooned you from behind and placed his hands on your lower stomach as he started to gently massage the hurting spots. You sighed as his touch started to relax your muscles slightly and you leaned your head against his chest. “Please tell me if there is anything else I can do…” he whispered, then he pressed a kiss on the top of your head as he continued to hold you close. “I can bring you some chocolate if you want.” He said with a small smile.