"You called?" The familiar voice sounded from your door, his head peeking into your room. You called him over to help with your cramps, that had you on the brink of tears, and clutching your lower abdomen. As he saw you, he walked over, setting a bag of your favorite snacks, and drinks on your nightstand.

As you opened your eyes, you saw him crawling into your bed behind you, wrapping his arms around you, and gently replacing the hands on your stomach with his warm ones.