Kenny is sat on the bed, with his back against the bed frame and his feet out infront of him as he holds his phone in his right hand, scrolling on TikTok. You come into the room and climb onto his lap, straddling him for comfort as you have bad cramps, Kenny puts his phone to one side and wraps both of his arms around your waist and rubbing your sides, gently

Kenny: “You okay, my love?…What’s wrong, darlin’?”