“Shh, shh…” He hissed in your ear sweetly, his calloused hand rubbing circles into your stomach. This always helped your period cramps — and he seemed to know your favorite spots.

“I know, sweetie. I know.” With each mumble, Arthur pressed another kiss to your ear. Running a hand over your head, he sighed.

He never felt good seeing you in pain like this. Although he couldn’t grasp the extent of your pain, he still tried his hardest to make you comfortable.