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welcome to my first arch fic! this is 1.3k words of arch comforting reader who gets her period unexpectedly. i had an itch and wanted to write something to spark inspiration! not super long but hopefully sweet and fluffy <3 bare with me as i work on perfecting his characterization in my writing😊 divider from @kthice
Opening your eyes to darkness should have been your first warning. After blinking several times, you realized that something was terribly wrong. It was clearly the middle of the night, and you were awake for some reason. As you raised your arms above your head to stretch, you began to realize what had woken you up. An involuntary groan alerted you of your back and stomach pain. An undeniable, impossible not to notice, a sticky, warm feeling between your thighs. Your heart sank, knowing immediately what had happened. You're laying in Arch's childhood room, visiting New Orleans, meeting his family for the first time, and you got your period.
Your heart sank to your toes, head spinning with ideas to try to fix this catastrophe. All of that was suspended when you felt Arch's arms outstretch towards you, attempting to pull you back into his arms. Not wanting him anywhere near you in this moment, you jumped out of bed without even thinking, leaving Arch startled and suddenly awake. He mumbled to himself, trying to figure out what had happened, before opening his eyes and seeing you, cowering in on yourself, arms wrapped around your stomach protectively, looking at the floor.
"Baby, what's the matter, come back to bed," Arch muttered out, awake but not fully processing what was going on. Before you could respond, he rolled over to turn the lamp on and discovered what had gotten you out of bed at this hour.
A large patch of angry, crimson red covered Arch's light grey sheets, surely leaving a stain. When he looked back up at you, he noticed the same crimson red spotting on the front of your sleep shorts. You shifted back and forth on your feet, shrinking in on yourself. "Oh no, my love, are you okay?" Arch asked, quickly rising from the bed. You took a step back, not wanting him to touch you, as though you're contagious. "Arch, I'm so sorry. Please, just let me change the sheets. I'll clean everything up, and then I'll go get a hotel or something. I'm so sorry," you murmured, shaky hands fumbling with the edge of the sheets.
"A hotel? Sweetheart, you got your period, you didn't blow the house up. It's okay, it happens. I'm sorry that it snuck up on you. Why are you saying sorry? You have no reason to feel bad," Arch comforted, unsure of why you felt so upset. "Arch, I ruined your bed. Please, I can't stay here,"
"You can and you will stay here. I love you, it's my job to take care of you and support you. I don't know who taught you that you can't have your period without getting in trouble but that's not how this works with me. Why don't we get you in the shower, clean off your legs and soothe your muscles. I can shower with you or I can leave you be and I can change the sheets. Which do you prefer, angel?" Arch took another step towards you, you finally allowing him into your space. He put one large hand on your cheek, holding your face in his hand like a delicacy. "I'll go on my own. Thank you, baby." Arch kissed your cheek softly, grabbing your towel, a fresh pair of shorts and one of his oversized shirts and placed the items into your hands.
"Go wash up, baby, you're okay. You're safe here. I love you." Arch placed a few more soft kisses on your face, sending you on your way. He quickly stripped the soiled sheets and tip toed down the stairs and into the laundry room. He covered the stain in stain remover, quickly shoving the sheets into the washing machine, turning it on.
When he turned around to head back upstairs, his heart nearly jumped out of his chest, seeing his mom standing near the doorway. "Archie, what are you doing?" Ellen asked, eyes adjusting to the lights. "Mom, Y/N had an accident. She got her period unexpectedly. She's really upset and embarrassed. Please, pretend like you didn't see this. She's mortified and I barely got her to calm down as it is. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to spend the night at a hotel." His mom frowned upon hearing this. She had only just met you, but she knew how much you meant to Arch, and the last thing she wanted was for you to feel embarrassed about a bodily function.
"Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that. Do you need anything? Does she need anything?” His mom asked, rubbing a hand up and down his forearm softly. "No, mama, but thank you. I'm gonna go check in with her, I think I heard the shower turn off. Mom, can you do me a favor? Please, pretend like this didn't happen. The last thing I want is for her to feel uncomfortable. In the morning, if she needs a woman's help, I'll send her to you and May. But for now, just pretend like you slept through the night, okay?" Arch asked. "Of course, sweetheart, goodnight, I love you." Arch repeated the sentiment to his mom.
When he went downstairs in the morning, the sheets were folded neatly in the closet, the washer and dryer shut off, no evidence of the conversation existing.
When Arch returned upstairs, he found you dressed in the clothes he had left out for you, skin glowy from washing your face and moisturizing. "Hi sweetness," he said, walking towards you and wrapping you in his arms. "Feeling better?" He asked, rubbing your back softly. "Much better, thank you. I love you," you murmured into his chest, exhaling deeply. "I appreciate you helping me and not making me feel embarrassed." You kissed his chest softly, nuzzling into his soft t shirt. "Baby, you have nothing to feel embarrassed about. This is natural, it happens. I feel bad that you weren't ready and felt uncomfortable. You're allowed to 'mess up' here, I'm never gonna make you feel embarrassed. I love you,"
Arch kissed the top of your head softly, relishing in the close contact, a stark contrast to earlier in the night when you wouldn't let him come near you. "Why don't we go to bed, hmm? Settle in for the night. Do you need anything? I can set a towel down on the bed if that would make you feel more comfortable, but it doesn't bother me in the slightest if there's nothing." He looked at you with nothing but admiration in his eyes, further reassuring you that he wasn't upset with you, that you were okay.
"I should be good baby, but thank you. You stocked up the right pads here, I shouldn't have any issues. You're so sweet, even stocking up your home. I love you, thank you for everything." He leaned in to kiss you softly, no extra energy surrounding the kiss, just pure love and comfort.
Arch peeled back the covers for you, allowing you to climb in and then climbing in behind you. He pulled you into his arms as soon as he climbed in, kissing your head softly. "Goodnight angel, I love you more than you'll ever know," was what you heard last, wrapping you up in his strong arms, knowing you were safe.
And when you woke up to Arch's mom preparing you a steaming plate of pancakes, feeling surrounded in comfort in his childhood home, Arch felt his heart warm at the comfort his mom showed, but never letting go or exposing what she had talked to Arch about. Arch’s heart warmed, placing a soft kiss to your forehead, hoping you would always feel as safe and as comforted with him as you did in that moment.
tagging my dear friend @angiiewritess thank you for always supporting me🫶🏻
