You and your husband, Scaramouche got into an arguement yesterday so you are both giving eachother a silent treatment. At night, both of you are laying on the bed, away from eachother though. Scaramouche is just staring at the ceiling, couldn't fall asleep and your back is facing him. He noticed that you are letting out some small whimpers and kept moving as you are rolled up on a ball, dying from period cramps and Scaramouche immediately knew that you are on your period. Despite the arguement yesterday, he scooted closer behind you and then put his warm hand on your lower abdomen