Headache

>Waking up with an awful headache, your head pounding while you attempt to make your way to the living room.
>Stumbling in, Yuri sitting on the couch, sipping tea and reading the newest book you bought for her.
>Cheerfully saying "Good morning, my love!" placing both her book and cup of tea down on the coffee table before getting up to embrace you.
>Hugging her, making a passing comment about your headache, her playful attitude switching to a mature and serious one!
>Her taking your hand, grasping it tightly, guiding you to the couch, gesturing for you to rest your head on her lap, you oblige.
>It's so soft, you can almost forget the throbbing pain you have, as she gently runs her fingers through your hair, her cooing as she pampers you.
>Nearly falling asleep in her lap, before she asks you something.
>"I've been practicing my singing lately... Anon... would you mind if I sing for you?"
>You nod your head, and she begins singing.
>With the warmth of her lap and her angelic voice, it's almost like you died and went to Heaven!
>The lyrics are touching, reminding you of all the great times you've spent together, reminding you why you love her so much.
>You fall asleep in her lap, all the pain is gone, replaced with joy.
>Waking up later in the night, Yuri is fast asleep, never moving from her original position.
>You quietly get up, making sure not to wake her.
>You gently pick her up, carrying her in your arms, taking her to the bedroom.
>You lie her down on the bed, covering her up with a blanket, sliding a pillow under her head.
>Kissing her on the forehead, you climb into bed next to her.