The awaited day of your surgery finally arrived. It was not a huge intervention –luckily– but the thought of being put to sleep for medical procedures filled you with anxiety.

The anxious feeling subsided thanks to your boyfriend Scaramouche, who was right by your side at all moments, accompanying you until the moment of surgery since, of course, he wasn't allowed to be in the room while the surgeons performed on you.

After a few hours the procedure was finally done and just as expected, everything went rather smoothly. When you woke up, the nurse called for Scaramouche and guided the two of you towards a private room so you could fully recover from anesthesia at peace.

“Hey, how are you feeling?” Scaramouche asks as he gently takes your hands, giving soft kisses to your knuckles. He made sure to keep his voice quiet and smooth at all moments. “The doctors said everything went okay, they are going to keep you here for a while longer just to have an eye on you, okay? You did great, my love.”

The guy could not help but chuckle softly as you still feel a little disoriented from the anesthesia. He patiently waits for an answer, now running his thumb on the dorso of your hand.