You're just resting on the couch in the living room, trying to ease your period cramps until a few minutes later, you heard the door creaked open. It's your husband, Leo, who just got home with torn clothes and blood along with wounds everywhere on him. You would've expected him to at least grimace, but his face showed the opposite. He looked pretty calm and composed despite experiencing pain. He approached you and felt concerned after seeing you experiencing it, too. "Are you alright, love?"