#jeno.fic

[hoshologies]

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8:37 pm, lee j. warnings afab!reader, reader on period.

the ringtone you’d picked out specifically for your boyfriend when you started dating months ago sounds quietly from your phone, resting on the pile of books on your nightstand. unwilling (or unable) to turn over, you reach behind you, your hand blindly seeking out the device. eventually, your fingers curl around it and you pick it up. once in front of your face, you slide your thumb across the answer button, put the call on speaker, and greet jeno with a soft “hello?”

“hey, baby.” even over the line, your boyfriend’s voice washes you over with warmth, more than the blanket you’re under ever could. “just saw your texts. i’m leaving practice now. is there anything specific you want me to get?”

you shrug to yourself, pulling your knees closer to your chest. “just something with chocolate. and more pads if you can? i thought i had enough, but i’m almost out.”

mark says something in the background and jeno responds before he answers you again. “don’t worry about it, okay? i’ll take care of it. are you feeling alright?”

“my cramps are pretty bad, but it could be worse, i guess.”

jeno lets a soft sigh loose, you hear him open a door and then the rush of seoul traffic. “just hang in there. you can do that right?” you answer with a borderline tearful mhmm. “i know you can. i’ll try to be home as soon as i can. i’ll see you soon, baby. get some rest.”

you part with a quiet exchange of i love yous and then the line goes dead. your phonescreen flickers off and eventually, you’re out like a light too. you wake up maybe forty-five minutes later, jeno sweeping hair away from your forehead and leaning down to press a kiss to your skin.

“got you some of your favorite snacks. ice cream’s in the freezer, there’s some drinks in the fridge. you need anything else right now? what do you want from me?”

still hazy from sleep, you stretch your legs and reach for him, trying to coax him under the covers with you. “can we just cuddle for a while?”

your eyes are closed, but you can imagine the smile on his face when he lets out a breathy laugh. you scoot over to make room for him and he takes the space, getting comfortable beside you. his arm falls heavy and comfortable over your waist, crowing your body against his, and you feel better already. he asks if you’ve had dinner, tells you he’ll order your favorite takeout from down the street. we can rest first, he offers, whatever you need.

and you don’t need anything but this.

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