Request: When you’re on your period and (any exo member of ur choice) was caring enough to buy you chocolates. 

Mother nature was not on your side.

You groaned, wincing as you rolled over in your bed, shifting hoping to get in a more comfortable position. It didn’t work. You pressed a hand against stomach, hoping to suppress the pain that pitted and knotted inside. That didn’t work either.

Cramps. You really hated cramps.

You had plans to see your boyfriend, Chanyeol, today. The pair of you had seen each other very little recently, with their comeback commencing, your relationship took the back burner. You still spoke over the phone as well as messaging backwards and forwards constantly, but it didn’t compare to seeing Chanyeol in person. You understood though and waited in toe for any time you could spend with him.

Though it looked like today you were going to have to cancel your plans with him. 

Mother nature sure did pick the worst possible times to make an appearance. 

You really didn’t want to cancel your date with Chanyeol. You had taken all the medication you could to ease the pain and none of it had worked. Not even twisting up in ridiculous positions that usually helped worked. Not even stuffing your face with everything edible in your home. Nothing worked. 

With a shaky hand, you retrieved your cellphone off of your nightstand, navigating through your contacts until you found the contact listed as ‘Chanyeol♥’. 

‘I’m so sorry, Channie, but I’m not going to be able to see you today’ you began to type into a message, one hand still firmly pressed onto your stomach hoping to dull the pain. 

‘I’m not feeling too great, but dont be worried though. I will take some rest and get better soon’ you added, biting the inside of your cheek as you wrote.

You added a ‘miss and love you’ on the end with a kiss before pressing send, swallowing the lump that had gathering in your throat whilst typing. 

You placed your cellphone on your nightstand before rolling back onto your front, hoping to rid yourself of the tears that threatened to escape your eyes. 

You really did hate mother nature. 

Hours later, you awoke. 

Cranking your eyes open, you were met with specks of light that peeked through the blinds covering your window. The cramping sensation in your stomach had dulled to a low ache; bearable, though still a nagging pain. At least you felt somewhat better.

How long had you slept? Two hours maybe? Three? 

The sunlight was still strong outside, from the specks that shone through your window, so it was still early.  

You stirred slightly in your bed, rolling over to check the time on your nightstand, instead finding a body blocking your path. 

Chanyeol.

His upper body and arms were sprawled across the edge of your bed, whilst his lower half sat on the floor, his too long legs tucked underneath him. He was sleeping peacefully despite the awkward position he was currently posed in, serenity written across his face. 

How did he get in- Oh wait, your spare key. Chanyeol was the only person who knew about the spare key tucked underneath your potted plant outside your apartment. You had told him about it one time when he had decided to drop by to surprise you, though at the time you were out at the store. It wasn’t ideal for him to be standing out in your hall, so you had told him to let himself in until you got home.

Plus, it added to the feel that you were properly dating if he had a spare key to your place. 

You couldn’t help but smile at the sight of the sleeping male, examining his peaceful face before placing a hand on his forearm. You knew he would ache somewhat awful if he slept too long in his current position. You shook him by his arm lightly, cooing his name a dozen times before he finally stirred awake. 

“Mmmmm” he sounded, followed by your name. You couldn’t help but admit to yourself how much you loved his fresh from sleep voice. His usual voice was deep and plain.. y, yet fresh from sleep was just a whole different level.

“Chanyeol, what are you doing here?” you questioned, not that you minded him being here. It was great waking up and being met with your boyfriend whom you hadn’t seen in weeks, despite your less than perfect mood.

You watched at the male shifted in his position, stretching his arms as he squeezed his eyes open and then closed a few times. 

“… Came to see you … wanted to know …. you were okay” he said inbetween a yawn, his arms coming back to drop into his lap. 

“I’m fine, Channie. I said dont be worried” you pouted playfully at the male, butterflies filling your stomach dulling the cramping sensation for a split second.

You really did love his goofy smile. It made him look like a severely overgrown child. In a cute way of course. 

He told you how could he not be worried, that his girlfriend had cancelled their date after not seeing each other for weeks because she wasn’t well. You couldn’t help but feel guilty at his words and more than annoyed than ever at mother nature for showing up at the worst possible time. 

Why not next week? Heck, even tomorrow. 

The pair of you chit chatted about your weeks plans, how Chanyeol had a jam packed week and today was his only day off for a while. You told him about your week too, of course, about how your work was and how much you missed him. You encouraged him to talk more so you could just listen, enjoying the sound of his voice and ignoring the pain in your stomach.

It felt like you had swallowed a demon that was trying to escape, or that someone had a doll of you somewhere and was repeatedly stabbing you in the stomach with needles. 

Either way, the cramping sensation in your stomach really wasn’t letting up. 

As if he could sense your discomfort, Chanyeol brought a hand and placed it over your own that was on your stomach. 

“Is it .. uhh .. that time?” he questioned, his eyebrows scrunched together with hesitation in his voice. 

You only nodded in response. 

You let him keep his hand on your stomach, closing your eyes enjoying the feeling of his covering your own. Chanyeol’s being much larger than your own enveloped yours completely, covering most of the area of your stomach with his hand easily. The warmth from his hand melted through your own and into your skin. Acting like a hot water bottle, it warmed your insides, aided with the gentle circles Chanyeol worked into your skin using his thumb.

Strangely enough, it did help dull your cramps to a low ache. More than the medicine you had taken even. It was like he had magical, healing hands. 

“Oh wait .. I got you something” Chanyeol spoke, breaking the moments silence that filled your room.

You watched as he reached to the area beside him on the floor, a second later pulling out a large heart shaped box and placing it ontop of your bed. Black ribbon covered the outside of the red heart shaped box, tied into a large bow in the middle. You recognised the packaging from your favourite chocolate brand, a smile spreading across you face as you examined the box. 

“I bought you these… to say get better soon and I love you” he spoke, his statement wide, toothy grin spreading across his face as he did. The same smile you couldn’t help but find ridiculously cute and goofy at the same time.

“Park Chanyeol, when did you get so greasy?” you questioned playfully, feeling your cheeks pinken by his words. You used your spare hand to ruffle his hair lightly, before he managed to catch it in his own and brush his lips across the back of your hand. 

“I thought you liked it when I was greasy?” he retorted, placing gentle butterfly kisses on the back of your hand moving up to your wrist. Your cramp dulled almost completely as your stomach filled with butterflies, the tingling sensation filling you. 

Maybe mother nature wasn’t so bad after all.