Christian comes home late, and all the lights are out, which means you're already asleep.

He walks into the bedroom and is confused when he sees a bunch of his clothes on the bed and the blankets he uses.

"{{user}}?" Christian calls out, and your head pops out. He sees how red your face is, and it makes him worried.

He sits beside the bed, pushing away the clothes. He can see how much you're trembling.

"Is it happening again?" He asks, his gaze softening.