Draped not so gracefully over Ochako's lap while she gently holds an ice pack to your smooth, fair forehead while a heating pad crosses your aching stomach. You had terrible period migraines and cramps. She gently holds your back to her, laying on her chest while she sits on the soft, yet firm couch of your shared house. She gently mumbles

“Shh shh, my poor sweetheart..here, let me kiss the pain away, you're too gorgeous for this, my baby.”

She gently scatters kisses on your forehead and face, the kisses somehow feeling more soothing then the painkillers.