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Sheets Will Wash - Ona Batlle x transmasc!oc Part 2

When he next woke, Liam realized a couple things: his cramps had gotten worse, the pain meds had worn off, and looking down, he had bled through his clothes, ruining the sheets. At this final realization he groaned, alerting his girlfriend.

"¿Qué pasa, amor?" she asked him. Receiving no verbal response, she rolled over and saw what the problem was. "Oh bubba," Ona cooed, "would you like help getting cleaned up?" Liam pitifully nodded.

Ona got out of bed and led her boyfriend to the bathroom and started the shower before going to grab some fresh clothes for him. As she passed by the mirror, she noticed that her legs were coated in blood and decided to grab herself some fresh clothes because she too needed to shower. Placing their clean clothes onto the counter, Ona returned to the bedroom and stripped the mattress of the blood stained sheets, piling them in the corner to be dealt with later. She quickly grabbed a clean set of sheets from the linen closet and set them on the bed.

Entering the bathroom, she noticed that Liam had already gotten into the shower, his clothes in a heap on the floor. Ona, stripped of her own clothing, gently opened the shower door and stepped in, joining him. Liam's back was facing her as she closed the door behind herself; carefully, so as to not scare him, she placed her hand on his shoulder to alert him of her presence. He leaned into her touch, turning to face her.

"Hola," he very quietly mumbled, resting his head on her shoulder and wrapping his arms around her.

"Hi, love," she replied, returning the embrace and pressing a kiss to the side of his head. For a few minutes they just stood there holding each other, gently swaying back and forth under the water.

Pulling back, Ona looked Liam up and down trying to get a sense of how he was feeling. He looked like he was actively resisting the urge to cover himself under her gaze. It wasn't like she hadn't seen him naked before, hell they'd seen each other naked dozens of times - he was just feeling incredibly dysphoric. His period not only made him quite dysphoric in general, it also made him much more aware of the parts of his body that he hated but could normally just ignore, such as his hips and breasts.

"¿Qué pasa por tu cabeza ahora mismo, cariño?"

He sighed, "I just feel so dysphoric. I hate my body, I hate having a period, I hate it all!" Angry tears filled his eyes.

"I'm so sorry cariño," Ona said. "Is there anyway that I can help?"

Liam shook his head. "Just by loving me," he paused, "and maybe helping me get clean?"

Ona smiled at him and gave him a peck on the side of his mouth, "I will always love you amor. Let's get clean."

She put a small amount of soap on the washcloth and started to gently bathe him, making sure to get all of the blood off of him. Ona quickly did the same for the blood on her own legs before rinsing both themselves and the washcloth. Liam couldn't help but feel embarrassed that he had made such a mess, ruining the sheets and getting them both covered in blood.

"Lo siento," he whispered.

"¿Por qué? Why are you sorry?"

"I ruined the sheets and covered you in blood."

"Amor, I'm not upset with you, the sheets will wash and the blood washed right off," she started. "¿Ves? No more blood." She showed him her leg that had previously been covered in blood. "Todo limpio, are you ready to get out?"

He nodded his head, gratefully taking the offered towel from her. Stepping out of the shower, they both started drying off their bodies. Liam wrapped his arms around Ona from behind, "te amo Oni."

"Te amo cariño," she said leaning her head back onto his shoulder.

A/N: hey, sorry for the lack of updates, life's been busy. Anyways, here's a couple short little things I came up with. Apologies in advance for probably bad Spanish - blame apple translate.