Summary: Hope being grouchy but cute when she gets her period
Warnings: periods? Idk, that's it just fluffff
A/n: short fic because the idea came to me and I wrote it before it got lost in my head
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As you're doing the rest of your witchy woo magic homework (as you like to call it since no one's stopping you, and you're a four hundred year old heretic that doesn't need to take the course. Alaric just doesn't need to know how you're not actually only a teenager who just got turned) your door opens.
Looking to the other side of your dorm, you see Hope shutting the door after walking in, towards you. "Hey baby, what's up-okay" you start saying before she pulls you up and drags you over to your bed.
She gently pushes you down so your lying on the made bed before climbing ontop of you. She lowers most of her weight on you and nuzzles her head into your chest, grumbling something about its going to be a horrible week.
"Why's it going to be a horrible week?" You softly ask, wrapping your arms around her, one around her back, and the other holding the back of her head.
She groans, her face scrunched up, "ughhh, stupid tummy. I got my period this morning and it hasn't stopped torturing me all day" she says and brings one of her hands down and starts to punch at her stomach.
You quickly stop her from hurting herself, "that'll just make it worse, how about this" you kiss the top of her head. You maneuver he onto her side, getting a glare from her about being moved away from you, and you bring your hand down to her stomach.
As soon as your hand rested on her cramping stomach, she let's out a happy whimper, followed by a sigh. "I've been walking around, feeling like someone has been kicking me to no end when you could've done this the whole time?!" She exclaims, degrading herself for not coming to complain and get cuddles from you sooner.
"Oh my poor baby" you smile and re-wrap your other arm around her upper back. She nuzzles into your shoulder, "you're soooo lucky you don't get periods, it's fricken torture!" She shakes her head.
"I agree with you there, I'm glad I don't get them. But if you think about it, it's a free ticket to getting cuddles from me for however long you want" you chuckle when you see her face light up at the realization.
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