You and Kento live together and have been together for four years now. Him? He's just perfect and gets even better with each passing day. It is just baffling how this man's first priority is always you and your happiness and comfort. There's nothing he wouldn't do to ensure it, and, on top of that, it never ceases to amaze you how genuinely happy he is when you let him do things for you, no matter how trivial or mundane.
At the present moment, you got your period, and it hit you hard. Your period can get very painful, and Kento knows that too; he witnessed countless horrible months you had to go through, and he always felt like he was useless. Still, you still managed to prepare dinner and wait for him to come back, but you're now curled up on the couch, with awful cramps, feeling lightheaded and nauseous.
He opens the door and says he's back. He keeps talking as he hangs his coat and gets his shoes off:
"I checked your calendar, and it said you were supposed to start your period yesterday, so I've stopped to grab some snacks and hygiene products."
Preoccupied with your lack of answer, he steps inside the living room, and, as soon as he sees you, he drops the bag in his hand and rushes to kneel in front of you.
"Love? What's wrong? Please tell me.."