A/N: It's been a great period of time since I updated but I have no intention of putting this book on hold for long. I'm really sorry for taking so long.

I wanna thank you guys for 11.2k reads, 500 votes and 7 followers. It really means a lot to me!!  *bows* I'm trying to think of specials to express my gratitude, you guys got any ideas?

Good ol' bloody week's happening rn, today's the first day of hell. And what better way to write a one-shot than with a rusty cheese-grater mercilessly shreddding my intestines?

I usually feel nauseous and on the brink of vomitting whenever I'm on my perod. TMI. I know. I'll get on with the one-shot.

"Bloody Hell"

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"Lev..." The male, as addressed, angled his head downwards a bit to look at you. You were sprawled across his legs, stomach against his thighs whilst he sat at the edge of his bed trying to play video games.

The key word was trying.

His fingers continued to mash the controller relentlessly whilst he divided a portion of his attention towards you.

Groaning, you sat upright and let out a huff. "Can you rub my tummy?" You asked, a bit embarrassed considering this was only the third time he's witnessed your behavior on your period.

You'd been dating for a little over a year now. But during your red days, you'd normally avoid the half-russian until the pain went away unless he said otherwise.

Lev's large frame goes stiff for a moment before he turns his eyes back to the screen, completely dismissing your request.

A frown stretched across your face but you understood that it was too much to ask of him anyway.

You sighed and moved further back onto the bed, leaning against the headboard, silently whimpering from the first-day pain-throbs.

"(y/n)?" Your grey-haired titan of a boyfriend calls out. Dejectedly, you raised your head, only to find that his game was no more than a pitch-black screen.

Lev raises a thin eyebrow at you, "I thought you wanted me to rub your tummy?" He reminds, bringing a faint blush to paint your soft cheeks.

"Y-Yeah... B-But I assumed you were busy." You stammered, averting your gaze. Lev's laughter resonates throughout his bedroom and you felt a cluster of shifting until Lev was laying right next to you, his emerald irises staring right into yours.

You felt the heat on your cheeks increase and before you could tear away your gaze, Lev already had his extensive arms around your smaller build.

"I'm still getting the hang of this, but I know you're in pain Kitten." Lev smiles, "You handling that alone is something I can't tolerate, I want to be here for you too! I even stocked up on (favorite period snacks) to take off some tension, so if you're in need of anything just tell me."

Your felt a little bit emotional, your eyes got a little watery but nothing could beat the large grin that formed on your face after his words were spoken.

"I wuv you so much!!" You sniffled, nuzzling your face in his neck as Lev smiled at your cuteness.

"Awww, it's okay Kitten! You don't have to cry!" Lev shushes, kissing your crown of (h/c) hair. "Besides, I got to skip practice because I needed to take care of you. So that's a win-win."

The once fluffy atmosphere instantly dropped at his statement.

"So you're just dating me as an excuse?" Came your deepened vocals as Lev flinched at your tone. "Ohoho? So that's how it is!" You scoffed, peeling yourself off of him.

Lev began to shake his head vigorously. "No, (y/n) you're misunderstand--"

"I don't want to hear it. If you want to explain yourself, drop and give me 69!" You hissed, crossing your arms.

"Gahh!  You sound like Yaku-San!" Whined the taller male, to which you gave a cold glare at.

Despite hus laziness screaming at him not to, Lev complied and got to his push-ups, wondering why you chose such a random amount.

Bless his uncultured purity.

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Word Count: 700

Hope you enjoyed, sorry if that was crappy.