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hii! i hope your doing okay, can i request bf steve harrington x gf reader with period cramps?? like a fluff thing??

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𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉

Warnings: Mentions of period pain/cramps ,Light mentions of physical discomfort ,Fluff and comfort

Summary- in this fluffy moment, the reader is dealing with painful period cramps after a long, exhausting day. When they arrive home, Steve Harrington immediately notices something is off. Despite the reader's attempt to brush it off, Steve insists on taking care of them. He prepares a hot water bottle, snacks, and water, remembering small details he learned about helping with cramps. Steve pulls the reader into his arms as they snuggle on the couch, watching a movie together. His gentle touches and sweet reassurances slowly ease the pain, allowing the reader to relax and fall asleep in his embrace, feeling loved and cared for.

It had been a long, exhausting day. You’d woken up with a familiar dull ache low in your abdomen, the tell-tale sign that your period was in full swing. It was the kind of pain that radiated out, making everything feel heavy and sluggish. You had tried to push through it, putting on a brave face, but by midday, you were utterly drained.

When you finally made it back to your shared apartment, Steve was already there. You could hear him moving around in the kitchen, humming softly to himself as he worked on something. The sight of him, so effortlessly domestic, made your heart swell, even through the haze of pain that had settled over you.

You dropped your bag by the door, not bothering with pleasantries as you shuffled toward the couch. “I feel like I’m dying,” you groaned dramatically, collapsing into the cushions.

Steve peeked his head out from the kitchen, a knowing smile playing on his lips. “That bad, huh?” He set down whatever he was working on and crossed the room to sit beside you. “Why didn’t you tell me you weren’t feeling well?”

You waved a hand weakly in the air. “I didn’t want to make a big deal out of it.”

Steve rolled his eyes fondly. “Babe, it is a big deal. You know I don’t mind taking care of you, right?” His voice softened as he reached out, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “Especially when you’re feeling crappy like this.”

You nodded, a small smile tugging at your lips despite the discomfort. “I know, I just… didn’t want to bother you.”

“Never a bother,” he said firmly, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to your forehead.

You sighed, closing your eyes and sinking deeper into the couch cushions. “I’m just so tired, and everything hurts.”

Steve’s hand found yours, his thumb rubbing soothing circles over your knuckles. “Well, lucky for you, I come bearing gifts,” he said with a wink before getting up and disappearing into the kitchen.

A few moments later, he returned with a hot water bottle, a plate of your favorite snacks, and a glass of water. “I read somewhere that chocolate helps with cramps,” he said, handing you a small bar of dark chocolate. “And hydration. And heat.” He placed the hot water bottle gently against your lower abdomen. “I’ve got all bases covered.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at how serious he was, his brows furrowed in concentration as he tried to remember everything he’d read about how to help. “You’re too good to me,” you murmured, accepting the chocolate with a grateful smile.

Steve shrugged, sitting beside you again and pulling you close so that your head rested against his chest. “You deserve it. And besides, I get to spend time with you. It’s a win-win.”

You felt yourself relax a little more in his arms, the warmth of the hot water bottle and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat lulling you into a calmer state. His fingers ran through your hair, slow and soothing, and for the first time all day, the pain didn’t feel so overwhelming.

“Do you want to watch something?” Steve asked after a few minutes, his voice soft and low in your ear.

“Hmm,” you mumbled, already half-asleep against him. “Anything that doesn’t require too much thinking.”

He chuckled, reaching for the remote. “Got it. How about we just put on something easy? Like ‘The Goonies’?”

You gave a tired nod, snuggling closer to him as the movie started playing in the background. Steve adjusted the blankets around you, making sure you were as comfortable as possible. Every now and then, he’d press a kiss to the top of your head or murmur something sweet, his attention never fully leaving you.

As the movie played on, you could feel the cramps slowly easing, the worst of the pain fading into the background. You knew it wouldn’t last forever, but for now, with Steve by your side, everything felt a little more bearable.

“I love you,” you whispered, your voice barely audible as you started to drift off.

Steve’s arms tightened around you, his lips brushing against your temple. “I love you too, babe. Get some rest.”

And with that, you let yourself fall asleep, the comfort of Steve’s presence wrapping around you like a warm blanket.

I hope you enjoyed , and thank you again so much for requesting

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