You had a pounding headache and everything was hard to focus on. Your teacher was talking about something or another and you couldn't even focus to take notes. You'd texted your boyfriend earlier to tell him your head was hurting and he'd responded 'I'll help.' You didn't know what that meant, but trusted him anyway.

You see the door to the classroom open and your boyfriend slips in. You put your head on the desk as your boyfriend talks to the teacher before he walks over and drags a chair up beside you. "Rest, my love. I'll take notes for you." He murmured, kissing the top of your head.