(Arata)
nstrual cramps were painful, they were a real bitch. For , periods always ca with imnse pain on the first day.
And happening right in front of my boss while having dinner with his family.
Embarrassnt coated every inch of my body as I cleaned myself. I had one ergency pad and underwear in my purse but didn’t bring spares as I wasn’t expecting my period for another four days.
Way to embarrass , body. I was mortified and didn’t know how I was going to face him every ti.
On top of that Karsten had to see in such a vulnerable state. But a smile appeared on my face rembering how he had rushed to help , concern lining deep on his serious face.
I washed the pretty dress using hand soap, a trick to remove bloodstains and hoped I hadn’t completely ruined the magnificent garb.
The pain rippled through and I knew I had to go lie down.
Having no strength to open my suitcase and take out a night apparel I selfishly grabbed the black shirt Karsten had loaned and put it on. It was soaked in his scent, reassuring and calm. I couldn’t help but take in deep breaths as I moved towards the bed and slipped under the blanket to fight the blinding pain.
As soon as I closed my eyes, Karsten’s bare chest flashed in my brain. The man was all hard muscles with his serpent tattoo hissing at the onlookers. His body reminded of Twisted Riders as both of them were almost the sa height.
The pain was forgotten with the rembrance of blissful monts as my thoughts were consud by the two n I was now hanging between and I wished for warm arms to embrace .
The door was swiftly knocked while I hung between the valley of sleep and the land of the living.
"Co in," I sleepily answered. Karsten opened the door and walked inside carrying paper bags while a female attendant followed him carrying a huge tray.
"Place it on the table and you can go," Karsten instructed while putting the huge bags on the sofa.
She did as was told and exited the room, closing the door behind her without giving a glance. They feared Karsten, he could be damn scary when he wished to be.
My Not-So-Icy-Boss today turned to face and I was still curled up in the blanket with only my eyes and nose peeking out.
He had put on another shirt.
"How are you feeling?" He softly asked, his gruff voice didn’t sound so harsh. My grumpy boss knew how to speak kindly. There were hints of concerns as well.
"A bit in pain," I truthfully answered and he picked up a ceramic cup and saucer from the tray and brought it towards .
"Take this, it helps with the pain." He took long strides to reach my side and offered his free hand so I could sit up.
I took it and he pulled up. His rough and warm hand was reassuring as I adjusted the pillow behind my back and sat down. He handed the cup.
The sll of soothing camomile hit , the white wisps rose from the cup, like smoky wriggling snakes.
"It’s camomile and ginger tea. Nana taught how to make it for Ma. Drink it," he proudly told but I could sense the hints of bossiness. He couldn’t help himself.
Aww! My Arctic boss made tea for .
If it had been another situation, I would surely point out faults in it as how it was bland and not hot enough like he did every ti I made coffee. But the pain has blinded for now.
I picked up the cup from the delicate handle and brought it to my lips, taking a small sip so as not to burn my tongue.
The taste was sothing I had never experienced before, it was sharp and at the sa ti soothing.
Placing the cup back, I willed myself to look at him again. He had moved back to the tray and was picking up what seed like a warming bottle and a big brown bag with chocolates printed on it.
Turning towards he brought it along and asked. Concern deeply laced into his words.
"Should I place it?" Those pitch-dark eyes of his had worries sneaking out of them.
I hadn’t bothered wearing trousers so I didn’t want him to see my bare legs.
I balanced the cup in one hand, extended my other towards him, and answered.
"I will do it." He quietly handed the warm bottle and took the cup from my hand so I could easily adjust the warming pad where I wished.
I was sure he saw that I had put on his shirt, but at that mont, I didn’t care, and he didn’t comnt.
Picking up the blanket I slid it under and placed it on my lower belly, feeling an instant relief. I adjusted the blanket back and he handed the cup so I could drink so more.
Karsten pointed towards the big bags he had brought. There were like four of them.
"So we weren’t sure which pads you used, that’s why I asked Olphi to buy all of them."
I almost choked on my tea as so of it ca back through my mouth and nose, making cough.
"Careful!" He instantly patted my back and soon was handing tissues. I couldn’t help but picture Olphi buying pads for and that too so many. He must have gotten so awkward glances. Karsten bringing them to was utterly hilarious too.
"Sorry!" I mumbled as my eyes watered and I wiped them with the tissue.
Once I had recovered from the shock of everything happening, I sipped so more tea. It travelled through , leaving warming sensations and numbing the pain.
"Here, I brought so comfort food too. Mainly chocolates because they can never go wrong." He placed the big brown bag near on the nightstand.
The only people who had ever cared about during my periods were my family. Andy never bothered much because he found the whole process disgusting but he was understanding.
But here, this cold boss of mine was being so affectionate and understanding. I had never imagined he would care like this.
My eyes watered again and this ti not because I was choking.
Slowly, I raised my head and stared at him. Karsten stood nearby with concern written on his face as he glumly gazed back at with his hands fisted. He seed bothered.
"Thank you!" I choked out.
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