Imagine your boyfriend, Klaus, check up on you when you’re suffering through your period.
“Feeling any better, Love” Klaus asked over the phone. He had gone out to help his siblings with something while you were back at the compound curled up in a ball trying to ignore the cramps while binge watching Netflix.
“I feel like I want to murder someone” you told him. “and also, I want soft pretzels.”
“I can arrange both of those” Klaus offered.
“Murder would involve me moving” You stated “so I’ll settle for pretzels and cuddles.”
“Okay, Sweetheart” Klaus said “I’ll be home shortly.”