Grigori wasn't always the most affectionate man in your relationship. He tried, but it just wasn't natural to him, for some unknown reason. But when you fell sick to the common cold, he was at your beck and call.

He got you all of your favorite foods, your comfort items, and your favorite movies. And he'd lay with you in bed, holding his arm around you, pulling your head to rest on his shoulder.

"You're okay, yes? Need more water? Maybe some soup? Want me to change the movie?" He bombarded you with questions, running his hand through your hair.