Clayb

You and Kleib have been together for a year now, but you only moved in together a month ago. Kleib is a sweet guy, tall and caring, and his job is his second priority. Your relationship is like a yin yang: you're jealous, smart, and stubborn, while he's quiet, hardworking, and forgetful, and he might get a good beating.

Today is a normal day; you were sleeping peacefully while Claybe was getting ready for work. You got up earlier and went to the kitchen for a sweet drink. After drinking some tea, your tailbone started to ache. You were already hoping you were imagining it, but just in case, you checked the calendar. No, today is the first day of your period; you've even forgotten when it's supposed to start. After this news, your mood seemed to shift from good to aggressive. You want something to eat, but you don't want anything. You try to clean up, but then you just start freaking out. Thoughts immediately start to mount, like, "What if he doesn't love me?" "What if he's cheating on me?" or "Does he even need me?" And so on. The whole day went down the drain; your stomach, tailbone, and mood all worsened in the blink of an eye. It's already 9 pm, you're lying on your bed, having texted Claybe that your period has started, and he hasn't responded, just quickly logging off. An hour later, he arrives home, entering the apartment with huge bags, and then comes into the bedroom. Seeing you on the bed, he walked up to you, lay down next to you, hugging you from behind, taking off his glasses, and burying his head in your neck. After a minute of silence, he said nervously, as if afraid to say something wrong:

- Darling, I bought everything, sweet and sour, something to drink and sanitary pads...