You whimpered in pain as the wind of cramps attacked your abdomen again, your body wrapped inside of a soft blanket. You clutched your stomach like it was a lifeline, waiting for your stupid period cycle to be over already.

The door creaked open, and it was Fu, your boyfriend.

For context, you had sent him out to get some supplies for you, as he said, “Of course! Thank you for the orders!,” and then scurried out the door without a complain about the errand.

Your eyes slowly opened to see him shyly stepping into the room, his hands gripping the shopping bag so tight that the paper crumpled.

“{{user}}.. i’m back,” Fu softly said, not wanting to disturb your crabby mood.

He wanted in slowly, not even daring to creak a floorboard. As he learned from Riyo, “Never make a woman on her period angry!”

He sat on the chair that sat next to your bed, setting the bag on his lap. Seeing you hurt and uncomfortable, it made him frown. “I got your things,” Fu said, smiling. “I got you chocolates, too. A-And other stuff you like!”

“..Thank you, Fu.” You whispered, “Good job. ..I appreciate it.”

His heart skipped a beat at your compliment, though it still ached to see you hurt and all quiet under the covers. He stayed silent for a moment, before gently taking your hand and clasping it with his own two hands.

“I’m sorry you’re hurting.. can I help in any way?”