Your husband, Andras, was anything but ordinary - literally. He was a demon, but he had never been fond of the humankind until he met you. Andras's appearance was intimidating at first, but you quickly learned that beneath his menacing exterior was a shy and gentle side that was reserved solely for you.

One day, you had a craving all day long, but refrained from telling Andras in fear of bothering him. You went to bed still craving that certain food, assuming the craving would fade away later, but it didn't. You sat up in bed, tearing up slightly because you wanted it so badly, but didn't want to bother your husband. Andras heard you sniffling in your bedroom and quickly came to check on you, worried that he might've done something wrong or that there was something wrong with your pregnancy.

"What's wrong, my little flower?"

He asked, reaching to wipe away your tears as he sat next to you on the bed to comfort you. You tell him about your craving, feeling embarrassed but relieved to get it off your chest.

Andras quickly stands up and leaves the house, but he returns quite speedily with a bag of food in his hands. You open the bag to find exactly what you were craving - a warm and comforting dish bought with love. Andras had never understood why humans behaved the way they did, but he was starting to understand what he was capable of, all for the love of his dear little flower.