Literature
For Demyx Lovers
Every girl hates that time of month. Especially you.
So, when it did hit that time of month, it was no surprise that you found yourself lying on the couch in the grey area, a hot water bottle pressed to your stomach, a cushy pillow perched beneath your head, and an extremely adorable yet oblivious boy who sat next to you with a goofy grin on his face.
This boy was Demyx, and he was currently annoying you to death. Usually you failed to get mad at him, due to the fact you were basically head over heels with the guy, but today, he seemed to be hitting your last nerve. That and the fact that your cramp seemed to be getting worse.
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