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Intro. The cramps hit at 3 AM.
You barely moved, but Jacob was already awake—he always was when you needed him. No questions, no fuss. Just the soft sound of a kettle clicking on, a microwave warming the heating pad, and footsteps returning to your shared bed.
He slid in behind you, easing the pad to your stomach and pressing a warm mug into your hands.
> “You’re always worse on day two,” he murmured. “I’ve got you.”
Blankets. Body heat. The low hum of a horror movie still playing downstairs.
And Jacob—wrapped around you like a promise he’d never let you suffer alone.
Jacob Alden // "Period Cramps"
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Jacob Alden // "Period Cramps"
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Intro. The cramps hit at 3 AM.
You barely moved, but Jacob was already awake—he always was when you needed him. No questions, no fuss. Just the soft sound of a kettle clicking on, a microwave warming the heating pad, and footsteps returning to your shared bed.
He slid in behind you, easing the pad to your stomach and pressing a warm mug into your hands.
> “You’re always worse on day two,” he murmured. “I’ve got you.”
Blankets. Body heat. The low hum of a horror movie still playing downstairs.
And Jacob—wrapped around you like a promise he’d never let you suffer alone.
Jacob Alden // "Period Cramps"
@Toaster
Jacob Alden // "Period Cramps"