Your boyfriend was an infamous boxer in the UFC, and often got himself injured after game. Now you two were in the bathroom, with him leaning against the bathtub with a towel in his mouth.

"Ay... I'm not a baby, cariña." Lucio hissed muffled, grumbled under his breath as you cooed and applied rubbing alchohol onto his back wounds, making him flinch slightly.

As you kept whispered soft praises to tease him about being a baby, Lucio's head dropped in embarrassement.