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Just Today

Pairing: Finn x AFAB!Reader

Warnings: Periods, cramps, etc.

Summary: Finn finds out about periods and goes a little crazy gets a bit overprotective

a/n: guess who's been glued to her bed with a heating pad for the last two days *screams internally* (also sorry for any typos it's 4am and i'm not gonna beta read bc i'm t i r e d)

Out of all the days, it had to be today.

You woke up feeling fine, but almost as soon as you stepped into the shower and saw blood running down your leg, you knew to brace yourself for the symptoms sure to wreak havoc on you as the day progressed.

Sighing, you pull on a looser pair of pants and a softer jacket, knowing you'll thank yourself for it later as you quickly tame your hair and slip out of your quarters into the bustling hallway, getting swept along with the flow of the base.

You head for the mess hall, a smile of relief breaking across your face when you spot Rey and Poe sitting at a table. You make a beeline for them, flopping into a seat beside the scavenger and burying your face in her shoulder.

"You too?" she asks, and you mutter a jumbled confirmation into her sweater, along with some choice swear words that make Poe chuckle. You and Rey's cycles tend to run similarly since you spend so much time together. It's nice to have someone to empathize with you when it feels like your insides are being blended into a smoothie.

She sighs, wrapping an arm around you.

"I'll be right back," Poe says, getting up from his seat and walking off to somewhere in the mess hall.

He returns a few minutes later, tapping your arm as he sits down. You look up, and he smiles warmly as he slides a paper cup across the table to you. You take it, confusion turning to pure bliss as you realize he's brought you hot chocolate.

"Thanks, Poe," you say, smiling at him as you sip at the drink, savoring the sweet taste.

"No problem," he says, nodding. "Oh, look who it is."

"Morning, everyone," Finn says, sitting down to your left. You look over at him, beaming. "Hi, honey," he says, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

"Morning," you reply with a warm smile.

Poe gags.

"I've got to go bedazzle my trash can," he says, pretending to throw up as he walks away.

"He's so immature," Rey chides, laughing slightly. "I'll let you guys have some alone time. Y/n, let me know if you need any meds or a heating pack, okay? I've got plenty in my quarters."

"Thanks, Rey," you call after her as she walks to dispose of her breakfast dishes. She shoots you a smile over her shoulder as she goes. Finn's brows furrow.

"What's that about meds?" he asks, concerned. "Are you okay?" You nod, finishing off the last of your hot chocolate.

"I'm fine, it's just my period." He looks at you with a blank expression. "You know, my menstrual cycle?"

"Doesn't ring a bell," he says slowly, shaking his head.

"Right, sorry," you say. "It's, well..." you trail off, cheeks warming. BB-8 chirps from under the table. He'd stayed behind, knowing any work Poe was pretending to do would be pointless and unneeding of his assistance. "Sure, buddy, go ahead," you say, nodding.

The droid rattles off an extremely technical recap of how exactly your uterus is trying to get you to suffer as much as possible. You watch with amusement as Finn's face contorts at some of the symptoms. When BB-8's done, he turns to look at you, eyes wide.

"You're joking, right?" he ploys, scanning your face for a smirk or any hint this is some weird prank. You shrug, shaking your head.

"It's normal."

"You have to deal with this every single month? For a whole week?" he asks, horrified. You nod, laughing as he wraps his arms around you.

"Baby, it's fine, really," you assure him, patting him on the back.

"You're taking a day off," he says, pulling you up from the table and toward the door, throwing your cup away for you on the way. You try to resist, but you're no match for his strength.

"I can't just take a day off for cramps," you protest as he leads you down the hallway to his quarters, shaking his head.

"You are going to rest up and watch a Holovid with me until you feel better."

"I suggest you listen to your boyfriend, Commander," you hear a gravelly voice say. You turn around, nodding to Leia as she smiles at the two of you.

"Morning, General. I'll get all my work done today, I promise. Someone-" you shoot a look at Finn. "-is being a bit overprotective."

"You can't just-"

"Babe, it's fine-"

"Take the day off, Commander," Leia tells you, mirth sparkling in her eyes. "I'm not letting you collapse in my comms room again. That's an order." Finn narrows his eyes at you. You grin sheepishly at him.

"You what now," he says quietly. Leia laughs, continuing on her way to her office.

"I, uh, forgot to take pain meds one day, and I was really dehydrated and stressed. My cramps got really bad, and- FINN!" You shriek as he swoops his arms under you, hoisting you up and holding you to his chest, carrying you down the hallway. "You're the worst," you grumble as he sets you down outside his quarters. You try to sneak off as he punches in the door code, sighing with defeat as he catches your wrist and gently but firmly guides you inside.

"Rest. Now," he says, nodding to his neatly made bed. You scowl at him, kicking off your shoes nonetheless.

"I don't want to mess up your blankets," you say sarcastically. He laughs warmly, shaking his head at your teasing.

"I'll do it, then," he says, flopping backward onto his comically large pile of pillows. He grabs hold of your hands, pulling you down onto the mattress next to him with a huff. You try to squirm out of his arms as they wrap around you, but you eventually realize your labors are in vain and stop thrashing, letting him hold you.

"You're so annoying," you gripe, not quiet giving up yet. He just laughs, pressing a kiss to your temple.

"It won't kill you to take a day off. You need it," he muses, bringing a hand up to run a hand over your hair. You sigh, nodding reluctantly.

"Okay," you concede. "Just today, though."

"I promise."

You turn to face him, intertwining your legs together. You look up at him, letting a smile tug at the corners of your lips.

"Thank you for taking care of me," you say quietly, and his eyes soften.

"Of course." he presses his lips to yours, pulling you closer to him. Butterflies erupt in your stomach as you smile into the kiss and feel him do the same, the hold he has on your waist tightening. You tuck your head under his chin when the two of you pull away, breathing in the scent of his soap and whiffs of your hot chocolate.

You could take a break for today. After all, it was just what the General ordered.

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