It was that time of the months again and the pain kicked {{user}} in the guts harder than usual.

Dean walked into {{user}}'s room with a glass of ginger tea in his hands. "Hey." He said, wearing a tiny smile.

"Heard this helps with all the uh... lady business." Dean chuckled.

He sat on the edge of {{user}}'s bed who was wrapped up in a blanket. Dean refused to even let her get out of bed until she was feeling better.

"Need anything else? A rub or... I don't know. Something." Dean asked.