Periods plus puking
When you woke up with a wetness between your legs and the sheets felt damp you almost cried. You had been awake half the night with your head in the toilet. A mix of a stomach bug and your period the cramps were unending. Your girlfriends were out on a mission and were suppose to be home early this morning but they must have slept elsewhere so they didn’t wake you. Jokes on them you had barely slept.
It was two am when you finally shut your eyes and your body seemed to take over and sleep.
It took all the strength you had to pull back the sheet and get up. Feeling the uncomfortable ache or nausea return you knew you had mere seconds before you were sick again. On shaky legs you pulled yourself along by the wall. Falling to your knees as you gagged and retched. More stringy puke came up and the sour smell assaulted your senses. Tears welled in your eyes before slipping down your cheeks. You choked back a sob and ducked your head again to be sick. After you felt the urge pass you didn’t have the energy to flush so you simply starfishes on the cool tiled floor. The room seemed both too hot and too cold somehow. Your blood soaked Pj shorts would have to wait until the rooms stopped spinning to be dealt with.
So here you were, laid on the bathroom floor, life couldn’t seem to get any worse. You closed your eyes and sighed. Hoping they would be back soon.
Wanda had made breakfast, they wanted to surprise you with breakfast in bed when they returned, as a sorry for being pulled away last minute for a mission. Wanda had just kicked open your bedroom door with Nat following close behind when she almost dropped the plates. A huge bloodstain marked the crisp blue sheets and she stifled a gasp. She immediately felt bad she hadn’t been there to help you out on your period. Looking around she saw the light on in the bathroom and set down the food on the bedside table.
“I’ll get started on the sheets.” Nat frowned.
“Don’t worry about it.” Wanda waved her hands and the sheets were fresh and clean again.
“Neat trick.” Nat grinned
“Comes in handy from time to time.” She smiled
“Let’s go find our girl.” Nat shot back
“Y/n/n?” Wanda called, knocking on the closed door. When all she heard was a groan in response she tried the handle, frowning it was open. Carefully she stepped into the bathroom.
A hand came to her mouth at the sight of you soaked from the waist down in blood and laid on the floor. Your cheeks were flushed and she saw puke in the toilet. Carefully she came and sat by your side.
“Oh love. Why didn’t you call us baby.” She cooed, running a hand through your hair.
Nat walked in and frowned. Walking over to the toilet she grimaced and flushed the evidence of your earlier activities.
“Baby you feel a bit warm, can I check your temperature love?” Wanda asked placing the back of her hand to your sweaty forehead.
“I’ll get it” nat said and began rummaging in the cupboard.
“Poor baby, you’ve really been through it huh my love. And without natty and i here to help you. Its ok my sweet we’re here now and we’re not going anywhere.” She continued to brush the sweaty hair from your face.
“Got it.” Nat said, coming over to hand Wanda the thermometer.
“Open up my sweetness.” Wanda said tapping your chin with her thumb.
You opened your mouth and Wanda chuckled, slipping the metal under your tongue. Quickly you sat up as the feeling in your mouth brought on another bout of gagging. Wanda quickly removed the thermometer and nat guided your shaking form over the toilet as you were sick again. Wanda drew slow circles on your back with her hand and whispered sweet nothings in your ear. Nat held your hair back and neither girl shied away when they heard the sick splash into the bowl.
“Aww baby. Its ok. We’re here. Get it all up.” Wanda cooed, when the feeling passed you flopped against Wanda eyes half closed.
Nat slipped into the room, you hadn’t even noticed her leave, too busy being sick.
“I got this from Bruce. This way we wont have to stick anything in her mouth.” Nat explained handing Wanda the fancy thermometer.
Wanda ran the tip over your forehead and it beeped straight away.
She showed the number to Nat who let out a low whistle. Your hands quickly came to your ears as the noise made the headache worse.
“Sorry love.” Nat said pulling your hands from your ears. “You have a high fever my sweet. I was just worried is all.”
“How high?” You croaked throat raw from being sick. It was the first words you had said to them in days and you sounded like you were half frog.
“Oh love, try not to speak.” Wanda cooed, when the couple words had brought on a harsh fit of coughing which descended into gagging and Wanda held you in her arms over the toilet. Nat pulled your hair into a bun and tied it up with the wristband she always had on her.
You gagged fruitlessly, your body having ejected everything already. Tears burned your eyes and you finally stopped.
“Nothing left.” You coughed pitifully.
“Shh.” Wanda pressed a cold finger to your lips.
“Your fever is 102.9 my love, and you know what that means.” Nat sighed running a hand through her own fiery red locks.
“No shower.” You whined like a toddler.
“Aww bubs it’ll be over soon, plus we need to clean you up down there.” Wanda cooed motioning to your lower half. You had honestly forgotten about your period. Which made itself known once more with another harsh cramp. You whined and curled into a ball in Wanda’s arms which wrapped around you protectively. Her fingers glowing a soft red over your back as she used her magic to force your muscles to relax. You make a choked noise somewhere between a sob and a sigh at the feeling and you relaxed in her arms.
“Do you think your done, can we get you in the shower my sweet.” Nat cooed, crouching down beside Wanda. You nodded weakly and tried to stand. Too fast as your vision swam and dipped and everything went black.
“Y/N!” Nat cried as she grabbed your unconscious form before you could hit your head on the bathtub behind you. She carefully laid you in the recovery position like Bruce had shown her in case you threw up again. Wanda stroked the hair from your flushed cheeks and softly tapped your cheek.
“Y/n/n, sweetness, my love. Come back to us baby girl.” Wanda said softly.
Your eyes fluttered open and Wanda heaved a sigh of relief.
“Aww bubs, stood up too fast. Come let us help you.” Wanda turned on the bath and nat took her position beside you.
“Slowly now.” Nat said as you tried to sit up as you felt a hand on your lower back guide you into a sitting position.
“You body only reacted like that because its been under too much stress lately but it you pass out again I’m taking you to see Bruce. No ifs or buts.” She said firmly but sweetly. Nat put her armed a under you, scooping you up and putting you on the counter. Wanda carefully with the help of her magic to hold you up, took off your shirt, putting your shorts and undies in the sink to be washed later and scooped you up and stepped into the tub. Passing you to Nat she sat down in the cool water. Nat passed you to her. You shivered when your body came into contact with the water, squirming and whining until Wanda’s arms wrapped around you.
“Im gonna go deal with this.” Nat said holding up your bloodied clothes.
“Ok love I’ve got her for now.” Wanda agreed. Your eyes were glazed over as you slipped them shut. Dozing in Wanda’s lap as she used her magic to clean you off and keep your blood from staining the bath water red.
When your temp was lower and she heard soft snores coming from you she relaxed. Slightly. There was still a long way for you to go to get better but it was looking up slightly. She held you still in her arms when your eyes shot open and you sat up quickly. Panicking Wanda summoned a sick bag and thrust it under your chin as you brought up stringy bile. She rubbed your back and whispered in your ear.
“Its ok. Its ok my sweet. Your ok. Im here” she said over and over again until you had stopped.
You simply deflated, exhausted in her arms. Wanda threw away the sickbag and carefully stood with you in her arms shushing you as you whined. Using her magic she dressed you after drying you off and avoiding getting blood on the towel. She made sure there was a pad in your undies for you as she slipped them onto your hips. All your weight was lent against her as you stood with the help of her magic. After you were both dressed Wanda scooped you up again and carried you into the bedroom. Depositing you carefully on the bed she pulled up the sheets and slipped in beside you. Running a hand through your hair she took your temperature again the lower number giving her hope. She summoned a sickbag and put it on the bedside incase you were sick again and she wasn’t awake.
You were snoring softly as the door cracked open and nat came back.
“How’s she doing?” Nat asked concerned.
“Better but not good, she was sick again in the bath.”
“With you in it?” Nat asked wrinkling her nose slightly.
“No i summoned sickbag before she threw up on us both and in the water.” Wanda said. “Her temp has lowered slightly which is a good sign and I’ve put a sickbag by the bed if she needs it. But right now she needs sleep, i asked Jarvis and apparently she barely got three hours last night. Poor thing was up all night with her head in the toilet.” Wanda sighed looking down at you while you slept, and running her hands through your hair.
“Well we’re here now and thats what counts the most i guess.” Nat sighed and slipped in on your other side sandwiching you between both girls.
And thats how you slept for the next few days, under the watchful eyes of your girlfriends and there were careful to always have one of them with you to hold your hand as you were sick and change the sheets when you bled on them. You couldn’t have asked for better girlfriends and frankly the rings in your bedside draw was on your mind the whole time only solidifying your plans with their love.