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#Tolyo revengers x platonic!reader
katsune-nya · 7 months
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Emma's first period.
Platonic!Emma × Reader.
Gender neutral but she calls you with the "-nee" suffix once in the beginning and you enter the restroom with her.
Mentions of Shin being dead. Grandpa Sano mentioned lmao.
You are suddenly startled by the ringing of your phone. You set your items next to the aisle and pick them up.
"Hello?"
"Y/N-nee, something is wrong." The girly voice says from the other side.
You used to be friends with Shinichiro before he passed, thanks to him you met his two younger siblings, Manjiro- no, he would throw a tantrum if you said that: Mikey, and Emma.
After the loss of their older brother, you started visiting them and their grandpa every chance you could. You helped out around when you felt like it and tried to offer some semblance of normalcy in their lives. Helping them with school work (well, forcing Mikey to do his homework), gossiping about Emma's crush, telling them stories about Shin and even guiding them through their recent start on teenagehood whenever they allowed you to.
"What? What happened? Are you OK?" You ask now concerned, already about to leave your stuff stranded there to run to the girl's rescue.
"I'm... I'm in the toilet and I'm bleeding." She responds.
You think for a moment. "Wait... Where are you bleeding from."
"Well... Down there?" She responds shyly.
"Oh, thank God." You might have forgotten to talk about one very important topic. You didn't expect it to be so soon "You'll be OK, love. You got your period. I'll be at your place in a moment. Is anyone else home?"
"Grandpa is teaching and Mikey is napping, I think."
"Alright, if you feel unwell while you wait you can try calling one of them, but I promise you'll be OK, I'm on my way." You grab some pads and snacks from a nearby shelf and get some pain meds before paying for all the items and rushing to the Sano residence.
You unlock the door with your keys that Grandpa Sano had made for you some time ago and step in, setting your bags on the dinner table and going to the restroom Emma might be in.
You knock. "Emma? It's me."
"You can come in." Says the girl, opening the door slightly.
You step inside carefully and crouch on the floor in front of her.
"It hurts..." She says softly. "I thought something was wrong..."
You get some pads from the bag you brought with you. "Here, I'll teach you how to stick them." You unwrap the pad for the girl and show her the covered sticky sides. "Now uncover the bottom one and stick it right in the middle of the underwear." She does as you say. "Perfect. Take the plastic off the wings and stick them tightly on the sides of the cloth." She does so a bit slowly, accidentally making one of the wings stick to itself and then trying again.
"Done." She says.
"Good job. I'll wait for you outside, yeah?" She nods and you leave the bathroom, putting the padded packet back in your bag and waiting for her to come out. After around a minute, she does.
You go with her to her bedroom and she immediately lays in bed with a grumpy face. "Does this mean I'm grown at least?" It's obvious she doesn't like the situation, but she always had the want to show she was already a woman, so the words just came out.
"Eh... Not really." You set the pads on her nightstand and sit next to her on the bed, caressing her honey-blonde hair. "You are bigger than you were yesterday, but you're still a kid... well, teen, and that's fine. Don't rush it."
She looks up at you with a pout and you start talking again. "This will be uncomfortable for a few days and maybe hurt a bit, but it shouldn't be too bad. If it is, we'll tell your grandpa to take you to the doctor."
"I thought it was supposed to start later?" She looks almost offended.
"Well, it depends, some get it at 8, others at 17, there's not one exact age." You caress her hair some more and she starts to relax.
"How long will it last?"
"Hmm. From three to seven days normally. Sometimes more or less."
"Ugh." That's all she says.
"You might get bloated, break out, have pain in weird parts of your body, feel fatter, uglier, weaker, more uncomfortable, or like everything sucks, but try not to listen to those thoughts too much, it's not ALL bad, you're in your period. When it's over, you'll go back to normal. Your hormones are hell right now, so don't think you're crazy if you suddenly start crying or yelling about something you don't normally even care about."
"Ugh." She groans. "That sucks."
You chuckle. "Hey, but it's a good excuse for some stuff."
"Like what?" She asks, getting in a better position with her head on your thighs.
"Well, chocolate sometimes helps with the pain, so you can eat all you want." You start. "Even though exercise can help too, you need to rest, so you can stay all day in bed, or on the couch watching TV."
She doesn't look too convinced, but she doesn't seem to dislike the ideas.
"You can go and act like a poor damsel in distress and get Mikey to do your chores for you."
Her eyes brighten. "OK, I don't have a choice, and it still sucks... But it's not ALL bad." Her expression is more relaxed now.
"Oh no, you look like you're in pain."
"What? Oh no, it's honestly not th-"
"We better have some chocolate to make it better!"
"Oh, I mean, ouch! So hurt, such pain!" she says dramatically.
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I'm on my period and have older sister syndrome so I got this idea and needed to write it.
I headcanon she developed early from what we've learned.
And also like, she definitely has an obsession with seeming grown.
She deserved a good female role model ffs.
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