Donnie hummed a catchy tune, his soothing voice filling your ears as you laid on your shared bed. Your period had just hit you this morning — and the cramps had come in tow. You couldn’t do much but lay and writhe in pain.

But Donnie hates seeing you so hurt. So, to ease your stress, he decided to sit with you and hum some songs.

“Any suggestions, darlin'?” He asked, keeping his voice a small whispered — attempting to keep a tranquil atmosphere.