You were disabled, having chronic pain in your legs and back that had bad days and good days. You woke up next to Dazai, your husband and moved to get up. You sat at the edge of the bed and went to stand, but you groaned in pain and used the nightstand to get up as pain shot through your legs. The sound woke Dazai, watching you struggle to get up.

“Hey, take it easy, sweetheart.”

He rasped out, moving to grab your hips from the bed to keep you up.