Requested by olasek54321: Y/N gets her period and asks Peter to buy her some pads and tampons. He buys them, as well as her favourite snacks, and then they fall asleep together cuddling and watching a movie.

*Please note: as always with one-shots containing themes of periods, I've described pads and tampons as 'feminine hygiene products'. I have described them like this for the sake of ease and understanding, however of course women aren't the only ones who use these hygiene products, PEOPLE use them too, and I mean no offence by calling them 'feminine' hygiene products. Thank you, and enjoy :)*

I sat on the toilet, my panties around my ankles as I stared at the small patch of blood that sat in them. I sighed and bit my lip as I wondered what the fuck to do. I had woken up this morning haven gotten my period, the issue being that I hadn't been expecting it for another couple of days, and so hadn't yet restocked on pads and tampons. Hence why I was currently sitting on the toilet, unable to move unless I wanted to bleed all over my apartment floors. I groaned and grabbed my phone, only one solution coming to my head. And that was to call my boyfriend, Peter, who would by now be on his way to my apartment anyway for our weekly movie date. I sighed and bit my lip as I scrolled along to his number before clicking on it and holding the phone to my ear. After a moment, he picked up.

"Hey, baby, sorry, I was running a little late this morning, but I'm on my way now." He spoke, the background noise of Queens telling me that he was walking.

"No, it's okay, Pete, that's not why I called. I actually need you to pick something up for me." I gulped.

"Yeah, sure, angel, what do you need?" He asked. I sighed and looked down.

"Pads and tampons." I admitted. I bit my lip, my eyes flicking up again as the call went silent for a moment.

"O-oh...okay...you got your period?" He asked.

"Yeah, it's a couple of days early, and I haven't restocked yet, so I've been caught off-guard. I'm sorry to do this to you, Pete." I nodded.

"N-no, it's okay, babe, it's fine, don't worry. I'll, um, I'll try my best to find what you need." He promised.

"Thank you, baby. Front door is open, so just walk in when you get here." I instructed.

"Okay, angel. I'll see you soon. I love you." He spoke softly.

"I love you too, Pete." I replied before hanging up. I sighed and bit my lip as I looked down at my panties, my mind kicking itself over the fact that I hadn't restocked sooner, as I stayed stuck on the toilet until Peter arrived.

Peter's P.O.V

Peter walked along the street in Queens, his eyes glued to his phone screen as he typed out the text to his girlfriend, Y/N, to let her know that he was running slightly late for their date at her apartment. As if on cue, though, his phone started to ring with her name and number. His eyes widened and he quickly pressed the green button before holding the phone to his ear.

"Hey, baby, sorry, I was running a little late this morning, but I'm on my way now." He spoke as he continued to walk.

"No, it's okay, Pete, that's not why I called. I actually need you to pick something up for me." Y/N replied, making Peter's eyebrows furrow as she sounded slightly uneasy.

"Yeah, sure, angel, what do you need?" He asked. Y/N sighed.

"Pads and tampons." She admitted. Peter's eyes widened and he stopped in his tracks as he gulped.

"O-oh...okay...you got your period?" He asked, his eyes squeezing shut seconds later as he realised the stupidity of his question. Of course he wasn't grossed out by the idea of Y/N having a period, it was more the fact that he was now responsible for buying her products...and he had no idea what to get her. He didn't want to mess this up, but right now, there was a very real chance that he would.

"Yeah, it's a couple of days early, and I haven't restocked yet, so I've been caught off-guard. I'm sorry to do this to you, Pete." Y/N spoke.

"N-no, it's okay, babe, it's fine, don't worry. I'll, um, I'll try my best to find what you need." He promised.

"Thank you, baby. Front door is open, so just walk in when you get here." His girlfriend instructed.

"Okay, angel. I'll see you soon. I love you." He spoke softly.

"I love you too, Pete." She replied before hanging up. Peter puffed out and gulped, his head nodding to itself as he started to walk again.

"Okay...pads and tampons, how hard can that be? It's only pads and tampons, you got this, Pete." He mumbled as he looked around him for a convenience store. His eyes widened slightly as he spotted one, the boy immediately rushing to it and then heading in.

"Okay, okay, okay." He muttered to himself, his eyes flicking over the shelves as he looked around for the feminine hygiene section. And then he found it. His eyes widened as he wandered into the aisle.

"Oh...shit." Peter gulped as he immediately started to panic. When Y/N had asked him to get her pads and tampons, the boy had expected that he'd have nothing more than maybe two or three products to choose from. How wrong he'd been. Colourful pink, yellow, green and purple boxes spread across the entire aisle, each one covered in a different picture, different words, different descriptions of the products. And Peter had no idea which specific stuff to get for Y/N.

"Fuck, okay, you got this, Pete, stay calm." He mumbled as he dug his phone out and scrolled along to MJ's number. He clicked on it before putting the phone to his ear.

"Hey, loser." MJ picked up.

"Hey, MJ, what pads and tampons do you use?" He asked. There was a pause.

"...excuse me?" The girl replied, making Peter squeeze his eyes shut.

"Sorry, context would have been great there. Um, I'm on my way to Y/N's, but she called and asked me to get her pads and tampons. Except for that I didn't think that there would be so much to choose from, and so now I'm completely lost." He gulped.

"Why don't you just call Y/N? Every girl is different, I might not use the same stuff as she does." MJ chuckled.

"Because I don't want her to know that I needed help, I want her to think that I got it perfect by myself. Please, MJ, help me out here." He groaned.

"Fine, alright, I'll try given that I don't know Y/N's vagina, but sure. Start with pads, those are pretty universal. Do you see any boxes that say 'normal' and 'long' with 'winged' on them too?" She asked. Peter gulped as he looked down the aisle.

"Um...wait, yes, yes, I see some." He nodded.

"Okay, good, grab a box of each." She instructed, making Peter nod again to himself as he picked up one box of each.

"Okay, got them. What about tampons?" He asked.

"For tampons, you need to know Y/N's flow, how heavy is her flow?" MJ asked. Peter's eyebrows furrowed.

"What the fuck does that mean-."

"Oh my god, Pete, you're making this painful, a girl's flow is how much she bleeds, how much does Y/N bleed?" She scoffed.

"I don't know, MJ, her period is the one time of month where I'm not up and close with her-."

"Ew, stop, just get her a box of normal applicator tampons, that should be okay." She instructed.

"Okay, awesome, thank you." He nodded as he grabbed a box.

"Is it worth getting her snacks too-."

"Peter, you know Y/N, even when she isn't on her period, the answer will always be 'yes'. Chocolate, chocolate, and more chocolate." She spoke.

"Thank you, MJ, you're a lifesaver." He chuckled.

"It's okay, Pete. Say hi to Y/N for me." She requested.

"Will do. Later, MJ." He nodded before hanging up and going around to the snacks and chocolate aisle to grab as much as he could for Y/N.

Y/N's P.O.V

I stood in the bathroom, my hands washing my face as I waited for Peter to get here with my pads and tampons. I had resorted to just sticking some toilet roll into my panties for now, them and Peter's t-shirt still being the only thing covering me. As if on cue, I heard my front door open.

"Baby?" Peter called out.

"Bathroom!" I yelled back. The bathroom door opened moments later, making me look at Peter and give him a small smile as he held up the paper bag.

"Thank you so much, babe." I sighed in relief as I started rummaging through the bag.

"Don't thank me yet, I have no idea if I got the right stuff." He chuckled nervously, making me smile and bite my lip at how much he wanted to get this right for me. My eyes widened, tears pricking my eyes as alongside the pads and tampons, I also saw what must have been a dozen bags of different snacks. Peter had bought all of my favourites, from chips, to candies, to chocolates, to sodas. It was all perfect. I bit my lip and looked up at him.

"You did get the right stuff. You got it perfect." I choked and shook my head, making him laugh gently as I tightly hugged him.

"I'm glad, angel, but why are you crying?" He chuckled into my hair.

"Because you got me the right stuff, but then also got me loads of snacks and chocolate too, and I feel so shitty and emotional, and it's just really nice what you did." I nodded as tears left my eyes.

"Well, I'm glad, baby. How about you clean yourself up, and then we can cuddle in front of a good movie, yeah?" he suggested.

"Sounds perfect." I smiled, making him return it as he pecked my lips before taking out the bag of snacks whilst I shut the door, and started to clean myself up.

Peter's P.O.V

Peter and Y/N lay on the sofa, the girl asleep on top of him as the movie quietly played on the TV. The boy bit his lip and looked down at the love of his life as his fingers gently ran through her hair in an attempt to keep her asleep. Every time that he looked at her, his heart just filled with love for her, leaving no doubt in his mind that she was who he'd spend the rest of his life with. And if her reaction to him buying her snacks was anything to go by today, Y/N felt as deeply about that too.

"I love you, baby. Sleep well." Peter whispered as he leant down and softly pressed his lips to her hair before resting his head back against the cushion. He sighed out and let his eyes flutter shut, the boy's arms locking around her body to make sure that she was safe against his chest as he let himself start to drift to sleep, with the love of his life also asleep in his arms. And it was perfect.