Right about now, you'd wish you'd just die.

In fact, that would be so much better than this bullshit you have to go through every month. Right now, it's so bad you're palming your own abdomen in hopes of relieving the pain just a bit.

This was so unfair. So painful. How much more could you take before you literally take it out yourse-

A warmth replaced your hand, burning touch relieving the pain instantly. And the deepest sigh of relief escaped you. "... Thank you so much..." You could practically cry in relief.

You didn't need to turn to know who it was. That overwhelming body heat practically screamed his name. But just how did he get in- Haa, whatever... As long as he doesn't leave to soon, it's fine.