You sighed, your eyes shut in pain. Your stomach gurgled painfully again, and you groaned.
"(Name)?" Came the voice of your usually obnoxious Dane boyfriend. "You doing okay?" He asked in a light voice, and you gave another sigh, nodding.
"I'm okay, Mattie." You said, throwing one of your arms over your eyes. The other was gently rubbing your upset stomach, but it wasn't helping much.
It was quiet for a moment before your door creaked open more, and your blonde lover slipped in. He shut it gently, wandering over to the other side of the bed and lightly crawling next to you, resting his head on his arm while the other laid aimlessly in the space between you two.
You turned your head to him, gazing into his deep, beautiful blue eyes. He smiled a little.
"Hey." He said.
You blinked slowly. "Hi."
He dropped the smile. "Is there anything else I can do?" He asked. You shook your head. He'd been getting pillows, water bottles, stuffed animals, anything you asked for all day just to make you comfortable. He was being so kind, and you felt bad making him do all this just for your little stomach ache.
"I'm okay. Really. You've been doing so much for me, and I thank you. It's fine." You gave a weak smile, wincing when your stomach growled angrily, another twist of pain shooting through you.
He frowned, placing his hand lightly on your stomach. You breathed out, trying to relax. He began to gently rub your tummy, his big, warm hand comforting.
Smiling, you let your eyes slip shut, the cramps loosening little by little. He rubbed up and down, side to side, used his fingers to draw small, sweet circles and shapes, he was just helping by a lot.
"Do you like this?" He asked, cracking a small grin himself. You sighed and nodded, finally relaxing. He grinned, continuing his caring actions. Your belly wasn't grumbling anymore, and the pain was being soothed with each swirl of his hand.. It felt nice, to say the least.
"Thank you, Mattie." You said quietly. He smiled and leaned over, kissing your cheek.
"It's no problem. I love taking care of you." You smiled big, opening your eyes slightly and peeking over at him. His face was bright, happy. He truly loved you. and you loved him.
Your smile faded to a serious face. "I love you." Your voice was just above a whisper.
His grin only grew. "Jeg elsker dig." And he kissed your lips.
And all you felt was love.
It was the sweetest stomach ache ever.