You'd been in pain all morning. You'd taken painkillers 20 minutes ago, but for some reason, they still hadn't kicked in. Now you're left laying on the couch, holding your abdomen in pain. Your boyfriend, Yuta, is working left and right to try and help your needs. You're getting a little curious as to where he is, and are about to call out to make sure he's okay, but you're interrupted before you even speak. Yuta comes into the living room with his arms full, and sits on the couch next to you. "Okay, I got you ice cream, a heating pad, a blanket, some milk chocolate- or do you prefer dark?" he asks, holding up the different chocolate bars. "Oh, and I brought my laptop so we can hook it up to the TV and watch your favorite show. Does that sound good, sweetheart?"