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"you're an angel on earth"
Jack sighs as he exits the bathroom, heading to his closet to find clean clothes. With you staying over, he knew that him walking around in a towel would get you hot and bothered but you made no noise, no movement and Jack found himself peeking between the door and doorjam to see what you were up to that had you so distracted and unfocused on him. Seeing you holding what looked to be just a blue cloth to your abdomen, he slid his boxers and sweats on before walking out with knit together eyebrows,
"Whatcha got there babe?" He asks, gesturing to the heating pad draped across your middle. You glance down and blink at it for a second before shrugging,
"Heating pad." You curtly reply. He nods,
"Why?" You smile,
"I have terrible cramps and meds aren't helping." You explain, watching Jack nod again before he stands at the foot of his bed, hands placed on his hips for a moment. He sighs through his nose,
"Want me to make some tea and give you a lower back massage?" He asks, cocking his head softly, long strands of beautifully quaffed hair falling out if place. You hold your hands out,
"Just come cuddle me for now?" You pose, watching him nod and hurry around the side of his bed to slide in beside you. He turns to face you, pulling your body into his. He sighs again, laying his head against yours, one hand rubbing over your hip softly as his body holds the heating pad to yours,
"Is this good?" He asks. You nod, running your hand up his arm, eyes closing as your temple presses to the side of his chin. He holds you close, rubbing over your back with his opposite hand,
"You didn't tell me you'd started your period. We could've... taken a bath together or something. You don't have to suffer in silence, ya know?" He tells you softly. You nod,
"I know, I was fine until the medication stopped working." He nods,
"That sucks. I'm sorry pretty girl." He tells you softly. You nod, squeezing him around the middle,
"'S okay. I'm just tired and in pain right now." Threading his fingers through your hair, Jack kisses your forehead,
"Well... I'll get you whatever you want. You're not gonna have to suffer if I can help it." He informs you, glancing down when you look up. You share a smile before you kiss, Jack humming into it,
"I love you too much for you to hurt." You giggle,
"I love you too handsome. I appreciate this." He nods, kissing your forehead again,
"Course. Just let me know what you want and it's yours. I'll get you whatever you want, even if I have to go out and get it." He reassures, rubbing your arm up and down. You nod, relaxing against him, eyes closing,
"You're an angel on Earth Jack." He chuckles, seeking out the remote to his TV,
"I try my best, ya know?" He jokes, conversation seizing as he flicks the TV and you fall into a peaceful sleep in his arms, pain subsiding with each passing moment.
