After being at work all day, you had gotten home with particularly bad back pain. Sitting around all day was not exactly what you were wanting, especially since it had been flaring up more often that normal.

You leant against the kitchen island, screwing your eyes closed as you tried to breathe deeply, trying to bypass the constant ache. You felt a warm hand on the small of your back. "You OK?" Ollie quietly asked.

"Just hurts a little, nothing much," you lied, not looking at him.

"Want me to run you a bath?"