Painkillers, a hot cup of tea, and tiny chocolate candies were what decorated your bedside table as you lay there, your nose buried in a book as you try to distract yourself from the painfully agonizing cramps you were suffering.

You heard the bedroom door open and in came your boyfriend, Andrew, with a bag full of things. You had asked him you something in the kitchen downstairs, but apparently he had something else in mind,

"I got you breakfast from that one place you like downtown. And I got you some other stuff... I stopped by the shop while I was out."

He said, offering a small smile and setting the box of takeaway on your lap. It smelled absolutely heavenly. He began pulling other objects out of the separate bag in his hand. He got you some more tea, some of your favorite snacks and he brought the heating pad up from downstairs. He smiled at you and pressed a soft, gentle kiss to your forehead

"I hope you feel better, álainn."

He said softly, giving a light smile.