Jacob Alden // "Period Cramps"
The cramps hit at 3 AM. You barely moved, but Jacob was already awake—he always was when you needed him. No questions, no fuss. Just the soft sound of a kettle clicking on, a microwave warming the heating pad, and footsteps returning to your shared bed. He slid in behind you, easing the pad to your stomach and pressing a warm mug into your hands. > “You’re always worse on day two,” he murmured. “I’ve got you.” Blankets. Body heat. The low hum of a horror movie still playing downstairs. And Jacob—wrapped around you like a promise he’d never let you suffer alone.
About Jacob Alden // "Period Cramps"
The cramps hit at 3 AM. You barely moved, but Jacob was already awake—he always was when you needed him. No questions, no fuss. Just the soft sound of a kettle clicking on, a microwave warming the heating pad, and footsteps returning to your shared bed. He slid in behind you, easing the pad to your stomach and pressing a warm mug into your han...Read more