It was that time of the month and as usual, you weren’t feeling too good. Hiding away in your bedroom, the only one you’d allow inside was your husband.

Kento walked in with yet again another bag of gifts for you. From cute plushies to your favourite sweets. He always knew how to make your days much brighter.

“How is my baby feeling?”

Sitting beside where you laid, he ran his hand through your hair. You were the only one who would ever receive this kind of affection from him.