dreamy blossoms
extra from this series could be read as a standalone
The sound of soft snoring filled your ears in the early morning hours as sunshine peeked through the blinds in sharp slants, falling right over Jason’s face.
You squirmed in Jason’s grip and tried to turn around to face him but he tightened his arm around you. Sensing by the softness of his breathing against your neck, you could tell he wasn’t even awake yet.
With a quick huff, you grabbed his wrist –your nails digging into his skin as you loosened his grip just enough to turn around so you were face to face with him.
Jason slept soundly with his hair falling over his forehead almost coming down to his nose with how long it had gotten. A frown prominent on his face due to the sunshine hitting his eyes and forehead. The pout on his puckered lips made a small smile appear on your own face as you raised your hand up towards the frown lines on his forehead and smoothed your fingertips over his hair, brushing the white tuft back so you could see his face properly.
Jason groaned and jerked his head lightly and pulled you even closer until your nose was touching his chin.
“Jay,” you whispered, drawing shapes on his chest with your painted nail.
“Shh,” he grumbled.
“Come on baby it’s 9 already,” you coaxed.
“Too early,” he mumbled in a voice laced thick with sleep.
“It’s not,” you giggled, pulling yourself up so you could see his face again.
“It’s Sunday please,” he almost whined.
“Okay you can sleep in, just let me go,” you offered.
“No you’re my snuggle bunny,” he replied, putting his leg over your hips as if to cage you.
“Jason,” you giggled, pushing at his chest but he didn’t budge.
“Go back to sleep.”
“I have to pee,” you groaned lightly.
“And?”
“And I’ll pee all over you if you don’t let me go,” you threatened playfully.
Jason opened one of his eyes in response and raised his eyebrow.
“No you freak!” You let out a laugh and pushed his face away.
“Hold it in then.”
“I’ll get a UTI if I hold it in then we won’t be able to have sex for three years,” you stated, half joking but it was enough for Jason to loosen his grip on you.
You got off the bed and chuckled on your way to the bathroom while he kept mumbling something about choosing death again over not being able to fuck you for three years.
When you opened the bathroom door after you were done with your toothbrush in your mouth, you spotted Jason now out of bed and standing near the window as he stretched his body. The scars on his back flexing with every stretch of his muscles, almost making you drool.
His hair messily fell over his head as he yawned loudly and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes before he made his way towards you to the bathroom. He pressed a kiss to your cheek from behind and grabbed his toothbrush and began brushing his teeth next to you.
Your eyes met his through the mirror and he gave you a wink when he saw your eyes landing on his abs that he was currently scratching. You twisted his nipple in response, causing him to recoil and yelp before you rolled your eyes at him but he only wrapped his arm around your waist, holding you close to him as you two brushed your teeth in silence.
When you were done, Jason turned you around with firm hands on your hips and sat you down on the counter so he could kiss you properly because you were always the one who insisted on not giving him a full kiss so early in the morning.
His hands lightly touched your waist as his mouth moved languidly against yours, exploring it like he might have already forgotten. His lips tasted like mint as you bit his lower lip softly, causing him to let out a shaky whimper but it only egged him on. He groaned lightly and leaned even closer like he could melt into your skin until your back collided with the cold mirror.
“Okay,” you giggled, pushing him away with your palms flat on his chest.
“What?” he asked in a soft voice and stepped closer again but you shushed him with a finger on his lips.
“I need to take a shower and start my day,” you said, hopping off the counter. “No funny business.”
“What about sexy business?” Jason asked with a lopsided grin.
“Get out,” you grumbled, pushing him out of his own bathroom.
“Fine I’ll go for a run,” he rolled his eyes. “I’ll bring coffee on the way back.”
“This is why I love you,” you smiled up at him and wrapped your arms around his waist so your chin rested on his chest while you looked up at him.
“Not enough to let me kiss you properly,” he huffed.
“I’m not making out with you at 9 in the morning. We have things to do,” you shook your head with a low chuckle.
“What about at 10?”
You pretended to contemplate his response for a second before pressing a chaste kiss on his bare chest. “Make it 10:30.”
“I’ll hold you to that,” he smirked and pressed a quick kiss to your forehead and then nose before untangling himself from your arms.
You tilted your head to the side and shamelessly gawked as your boyfriend took off his sweatpants to put on a pair of black briefs. His eyes landed on you just when he was pulling his track pants up, adjusting himself slightly. He playfully scowled at you biting your lip.
“My girlfriend is sexualising me,” Jason mumbled and shook his head.
“With that ass, what do you expect?” You shrugged.
“I feel violated,” he said lowly and pulled a tank top over his torso.
“You will feel a lot more if you don’t leave in the next five minutes,” you challenged.
“Jesus okay,” Jason chuckled and grabbed his shoes.
He gave you a quick kiss and squeezed your ass once, causing you to yelp and smack his chest before he walked out, leaving you all alone in his apartment.
You made the bed and decided to do a bit of tidying up around his living space because frankly Jason didn’t care if he put his half opened book on the coffee table or if one of his socks sat just near enough to the hamper but never inside.
Jason wasn’t a messy person by any means, he liked to keep his place neat. But it wasn’t clean. He had his own version of keeping his place messily neat. Like his clothes from the night before always sat on the beanbag chair in his small apartment. It was their designated spot. Just like his reading glasses that always sat out of their case and on his nightstand.
He knew where his stuff was but it wasn’t organised so you took it upon yourself to tidy up his desk and dust off his bookshelf.
After you were done, you made your way to the bathroom to take a shower but the second you took your clothes off and saw the red spot covering your panties, you groaned.
Your discomfort soon turned into panic when you realised you were at Jason’s apartment and you didn’t have any pads or tampons or even your painkillers here.
Great.
You sighed and chewed on your bottom lip as you eyed your phone and contemplated calling Jason.
He wouldn’t judge you and he would be happy to help yet it still worried you but since you had no other option, you grabbed your phone and dialled Jason and sat down on the closed toilet lid.
“Hey,” Jason panted into the phone –stopping his run you were guessing.
“Hey so,” you began.
“What’s up?” He asked, voice already sounding skeptical like he was ready to fly to your rescue.
“I got my period…” You trailed off and waited for a beat for his response to come and when it didn’t you started almost panicking. “I don’t have any pads here and I’d go get them myself but I’m kinda stuck in your bathroom so I can’t go. I’m sorry-”
“Babe you sound like you’re asking me to disarm a bomb,” Jason interrupted you. “Of course I’ll get them, give me ten minutes.”
“Okay thank you,” you breathed out.
“I’ll call you when I get to the pharmacy,” he replied before hanging up.
While you waited for Jason to call you, you took a warm shower –using Jason’s pine scented body wash that smelled way too good. You got dressed in fuzzy pyjamas and one of Jason’s sweatshirts that smelled of clean laundry detergent and home. Because he always smelled so good.
You grabbed a book and settled on the couch with a hot water bottle, cocooning yourself under a blanket as you got prepared for the cramps that were about to hit you soon.
Soon enough, your phone started ringing and Jason’s name flashed on the screen. You picked it up with a smile but the panic in his voice when he said your full name –not your nickname that he called you or doll or baby or any other term of endearment, it was your name, that worried you.
“Jason breathe,” you coaxed.
“There’s so much stuff here. Soft whisper, dreamy blossoms, tender whispers. There’s choices too apparently what do you mean with and without wings?” Jason asked with sheer confusion mixed with panic in his voice.
You quickly muted the call and let out the loudest cackle known to mankind at the panic in his voice as he read the names of pad and tampon companies out loud.
“Jay baby,” you began, biting your lower lip to stop yourself from laughing. “Okay do you see a pink box? It should say it has wings on it there’s a flower or two drawn on it.”
“Pink…” He muttered while looking for something matching the description you gave him. “I think I found it.”
“Okay now get the extra large ones,” you instructed.
“Extra large?!” Jason exclaimed. “There’s sizes? You have an extra large pussy? Is it because of me?” he rambled causing you to mute your phone once again so you could laugh.
“Baby you there?”
“Yeah sorry. I’ll explain when you get home just get those okay? And some ibuprofen.”
“People are staring at me,” he mumbled and you could practically hear the pout on his face.
You could imagine people’s confusion at a 6 feet and some inches tall man who was built like a tank and looked like he could kill you with his bare hands was buying pads.
“Well you did scream the word pussy just now,” you chuckled. “Ignore them.”
“Yeah, I’ll see you in a bit,” he said and hung up the phone.
You were in the middle of an old episode of Gilmore Girls when the front door opened and Jason stepped in. He took off his shoes near the door and took off his sweaty tank top before he appeared in front of you and perched on the coffee table with a paper bag in his hands.
“Okay so I googled and apparently coffee makes period cramps worse so I didn’t get it,” he began and rummaged through the bag. “I got you this smoothie instead, it has banana and spinach and kiwi in it. It’s supposed to be good for iron which you will lose a lot.”
“Jason-” you sat up straight to look into the bag but he kept talking.
“Your pads, ibuprofen,” he counted, slowly pulling out everything from the paper bag. “Oranges because you will need vitamins. Pomegranates –I’ll peel them for you don’t worry. Red Meat because again, you need iron. Vitamin supplements. Almonds and chocolate because you need magnesium. I also wanted to get some dairy for calcium so I got you yogurt, there’s blueberry, strawberry, mango and plain.”
“Jason!” You interrupted him louder than before and his head finally snapped up to look at you. “You didn’t have to do all this, I get my period every month baby I’m fine with just some painkillers,” you smiled and grabbed his hand, rubbing your thumb over his knuckles.
“But you will lose blood, a lot of it and you’ll lose iron and…” he trailed off with a small pout of confusion on his face. “So I guess you don’t need this?” he asked quietly and pulled out kale.
You couldn’t help anymore as laughter spilled out of you. At not just him holding a whole broccoli but also the expression on his face.
“You’re adorable oh my god,” you cooed and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you as you kissed his cheek.
“I’m not adorable,” he scoffed.
“You’re acting like I suffered haemorrhage,” you giggled again and planted more kisses on his neck.
“Well google said you lose a lot of blood like for seven days,” Jason responded.
“Jay honey, my love,” you pulled away and looked into his concerned eyes. “It’s how our bodies are made. It sucks like hell and it hurts like hell but I’ll be okay you didn’t have to get all of this stuff. Do you even know how to cook red meat?”
“How hard could it be?” He shrugged.
“I love you,” you snickered and kissed him on the lips which he gladly returned. “Thank you for the chocolate though.”
“Mhmm,” he hummed against your lips and chased your kiss again. “I believe it’s 10:30 is it not?”
“You’re a tad bit late,” you clicked your tongue, pulling away from him. “It’s now 10:53.”
“Damn it,” Jason cursed.
“Go take a shower,” you said to him and plucked the chocolate out of his hands.
“Okay I’ll peel you some pomegranate before I go,” he said but the mumble in his tone sounded more like he was saying that to himself instead of you.
“Okay bubs,” you smiled.
“Bubs?” he raised an eyebrow.
“Since you’re the cutest person ever, I need to give you cuter nicknames,” you shrugged, taking a bite out of the dark chocolate.
“Wait till your period is over,” he challenged.
“Ooh are you bringing Daddy Jay back to play?” You teased and trailed your foot up his arm until he grabbed it and planted a few kisses on your ankle before putting it down on his thigh.
“Only if you ask very very nicely,” he replied and began massaging your feet.
“I’ll ask on my knees, very nicely. You know how nice I can be don’t you Jay?” you breathed out and bit your bottom lip.
“Doll,” Jason warned. “How bad is your period, I’m not afraid of a little blood you know I see it every day-”
“I’m not getting a UTI because you’re horny Jason!” You snickered and threw an orange at him which he caught effortlessly. “Do you want to go three years without having sex with me?”
“I’m starting to believe thats a lie,” he frowned.
“It’s not I know about women and vaginas.”
“Okay…”
“Go shower now stinky,” you scrunched your nose and pushed him back with your foot.
“Okay I’m leaving,” he sighed and leaned down to press a kiss on your forehead.
When he was halfway to the bedroom, you called out his name.
“Yeah?” Jason called back.
“I love you, my adorable boyfriend,” you grinned.
“I love you too my little gremlin.”
