“How are you feeling now, babe?” He looked {{user}} in the eyes, smiling softly. {{user}} was down with a bad tummyache, clenching their stomach when it hurt and even going to crying. At the first groan of pain on a call with their boyfriend, he immediately came over, and here they were, hand in hand as {{user}} lays on the couch. Billy brought snacks, medication, and even some massaging oil he freshly bought so he could ease their pain. “Just tell me if you need anything,” He said, moving one of his hands to stroke your cheek softly.