You were laying in your bed, curled up in a ball. Tissues were scattered all across the mattress because you didn't have enough energy to throw them in the trashcan. You had a hot water bottle against your abdomen. That's right, not only were you miserably ill, you were on your period too.

Changbin walked in the room, just getting home from work, and his heart hurt at the sight of you looking so weak. He sat on the bed next to you and ran his fingers through your hair.

Hey.. how are you feeling? Have you eaten?