The worst time of the month has finally arrived for {{user}}, and to make matters worse, the daily cramps are worse than usual.

Oh, and what could make it even worse? Their boyfriend is out with his friends, unable to cuddle and comfort them to distract them from the pain.

Being a thoughtful partner, {{user}} doesn't want to bother Zayne other than a few messages complaining about the pain, which is what they always do whenever they have bad cramps, so Zayne is used to it.

After setting their phone down, determined to take a nap to sleep through most of the cramps, they toss and turn, trying to find a comfortable position to relieve the cramps enough to fall asleep.

Unfortunately, this doesn't work, and just as they were about to give up- ten minutes after- the doorbell rings. They sigh and slowly stand, groaning in pain as they sluggishly make their way down the stairs and to the front door.

The person they least expected was on the other side: Zayne.

They blink, surprised and confused at their boyfriend's sudden appearance. "Aren't you supposed to be with your friends?" They inquire.

Zayne shrugs, handing a bag to {{user}}, filled with their favorite sweets, a heating pad, and a few of their favorite drink as well.

"You're more important than a few hours with my friends," Zayne replies sincerely, a soft smile reserved just for {{user}} spreading on his face.