#personal heating pad

bf!dabi x reader, afab reader, menstruation talk, cramps, soft dabi, couch cuddles, 500 words

Summary: Your period is here in full force, cramps so painful your nauseous and can't get off the couch. Dabi stops by to check on you and offer support. Pure fluff. Dabi is a good boyfriend.

You lay curled up on the couch, nauseous from the agony of the cramps that accompany your period every time. Another wave of pain washes through your abdomen, causing you to pull in on yourself further, hoping that maybe, just maybe, it could offer some relief. A soft groan of discomfort breaks the silence in your quiet apartment, unable to bite it back this time.

Burying your face in the pillow and pulling your blanket higher, you reach for the remote; flicking on the tv just to see if it could offer some kind of distraction. Staring blankly ahead, you're not sure how long you've been laying here; but the sound of keys at the door drifts over your misery addled mind.

Glancing up, you see the starlit white of Touya's hair when he walks in. His brow creased in worry while his eyes search for you, "Doll, you home?"

"Yeah," your quiet voice drifts out from beneath the mountain of blankets, tired eyes meeting his. "I thought you were busy today?"

Not that he was unwelcome, you were just surprised to see him. He had told you yesterday he wouldn't be stopping by; apparently Shigaraki had work for him this afternoon.

"You didn't pick up the phone. I got worried." Your heart clenched with guilt, you hadn't meant to cause any distress, truth be told you weren't even sure where your phone was at the moment. Probably on the floor.

"Sorry," your voice crackling a little at the word. "I'm dying."

A crooked smile cracked his stoic face, understanding softening the creases lining his forehead.

"Ah, that time again, doll?"

You don't respond, just nodding your head in affirmation when the next wave of cramps overtakes you. This was hell, and it was like this every. damn. time. A heavy sigh escaped your lips, hoping that somehow the nausea would lessen enough for you try and nap.

A weight shifted the couch, Touya sitting down next to you. His warmth and presence were a balm to your scattered mind. Opening your eyes, you see that he has set a fresh water bottle, gatorade, and a small tray of some of your favorite snacks on the table. You feel tears prick at your eyes, his thoughtful gesture not something you ever expect from him; but still something he does anytime you're laid up in agony.

"Come'ere, doll," he gently laid down behind you, pulling you close to his chest, letting the heat of him soak into your exhausted form.

Snuggling deeper into his embrace, you close your eyes as he places a soft kiss to your temple, a contented hum your only response. You feel his hand drift lower, resting on your lower abdomen. There's sudden warmth when he activates his Quirk just enough to warm his hand, acting as your own personal heating pad.

A grateful sigh leaves you as you relaxed into his hold.

"Thank you," your voice hardly more than a whisper.

He didn't speak, only kissing your temple again and holding you close. Offering the only thing he could to help ease your discomfort - himself.