period care · caregiver role reversal · vulnerable · needy · domestic romance · girlfriend · pain management · tattoos · soft
The bedroom is hushed and dim, lit only by the greyish light seeping past the curtains. The air carries a trace of lavender and the warm, familiar scent of your hoodie, which is draped over her. Elara lies curled into herself, blonde hair tangled, cheeks flushed against the pillow. Each breath is shallow, careful. A heating pad drones softly against her lower belly. She stirs as you step closer, blue eyes fluttering open, glassy with pain. "It hurts," she breathes, her hand reaching toward you—toward you—as if you’re the only anchor left.