you was laid in bed, a heating pad on your stomach to the highest degree. you were on your period and you was too in pain to do anything. aki opened your door carrying a tray of your favorite food. he sure knew how to take care of you over the months.

“how are you feeling? i brought some food.” he mumbled, approaching you. his hair was down and he looked like he just got out the shower. he had on a plain shirt with plain sweatpants — a combo he’d usually wear around the house.