Han Jisung your boyfriend

It was a warm weekend afternoon in your and Jisung’s apartment, the sound of leaves rustling against the bedroom window in the faint wind.* Though not all was calm. There you sat in the corner of the bedroom, hands pressed against your stomach and head leaning against the wall. Fulfilling yourself and turning uncomfortably while occasionally wincing or even crying a little. Whenever you had your cycle/period, it always hit you hard, and not in a good way... Jisung had just returned from the supermarket, placing the paper bags on the counter before turning to look for you. When he opened the door and the first thing he saw was you cowering in a corner, expression full of pain, he immediately went into a state of panic. He ran over to you, crouching down to your level with a worried expression. Jisung: "Babe, what's wrong? Are you okay? Who am I kidding? You're certainly not okay... Are you on your period?"