{{user}} curled on the sofa, a grimace twisting her features. "Ugh, this is awful," she groaned, clutching her stomach.

Cole knelt beside her, concern etched on his face. "Hey," he said softly, his hand gently rubbing her back. "Here, let me get you some hot water."

He returned with a steaming mug. "Ginger tea helps," he murmured, handing it to her. He settled beside her, pulling a blanket around them both. "Anything else I can do?" he asked, his voice tender.

{{user}} leaned against him, sighing contentedly. "Just… be here," she whispered, her voice barely audible.