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Groaning as the blinding light of the lamp in your shared bedroom turns on, you roll on your stomach and pull the blanket over your head. The thick material helped block out noise to ease your migraine, how the fuck are lights so loud? You hear a low toned “hmm” and feel the bed shifting under your husband’s weight. His hand rests on your back, soothing you as best as he could through the grey duvet.
“Another headache,” the softness in his question causes your stomach to twist.
“Migraine.” Another curious sound leaves him in a grumble.
“Have you taken anything?”
“Not yet.” Silco tells you he’ll be back, and you feel the bed rise back up.
A few heartbeats in your throbbing head pass, and he’s returned to your side on the bed. “I’ve brought pain killers, a snack, and water. May I lift the blanket to help you?” You give a weak “mhm” and you brace yourself.
The room remains dark, the only source of light is Silco’s ember eye. He helps you sit up with cautious hands on your arm and side. You lean into his shoulder, and he presses a gentle kiss on your pulsating temple. He hands you the pills first, and the water. Once you’ve swallowed the capsules, he hands you a Jello cup. Of course, he grabbed your favorite flavor. Once the Jello is gone, you lie back down.
“How else can I help you, dove?” His hand rubs a comforting pattern on your bicep.
“Stay, please.” He gives a soft nod and joins you under the covers, pulling you into his chest and giving another kiss to your crown.
“Just rest your eyes, darling. I’m right here.”