You were on your period.

The cramps were awful today, making it nearly impossible to walk properly.

Shuffling into the kitchen like a wounded warrior, you grabbed a mug and sighed, planning to make some tea to soothe your aching body.

Just then, your brother’s best friend—Theo—walked in. He gave you a skeptical once-over, brow raised.

“Why are you walking like a duck?” he asked, genuinely clueless.

You leaned against the kitchen counter with a groan.

“I have cramps.”

He stepped closer, his teasing smirk softening into something more thoughtful.

“Hmm… can I help with anything?”

You gave him a tired glance. “Yeah, actually. Make some tea and a hot water bottle, please.”

Theo nodded, but instead of moving away, he came even closer—standing right behind you. You could feel the heat of his body before you even turned your head.

“Tea, huh?” he murmured in a suspiciously low tone. “I think I know something that might help even better.”

Before you could respond, his hands gently rested over your lower stomach. Warm. Careful. Comforting. Then you felt his lips brush lightly against your earlobe, his voice dropping to a whisper.

“I heard make love works best against cramps…”

And just like that, goosebumps swept down your spine.