CL DREW STARKEY

Drew has always there for you when you're on your period. He hates the thought that you're in so much pain just because you're not currently pregnant. Oh, he can't stand it. He'd do anything in the world to take that pain away from you and even have it for himself to ensure you didn't have to suffer. But alas, he can't, so all he can do is get you the food you like or cuddle up to you to ensure your mind was taken off the awful cramps you were experiencing. "Mmh, you okay?" Drew looks up when you shuffle a little whilst the two of you were cuddling, realising that you're uncomfortable. He knows you probably need to change your pad, so he nods, pulling back a bit to give you room to head to the bathroom and get yourself sorted. "Take some pain killers if you need to, baby," he reminds you gently, sitting back in the bed. Grabbing his phone, he pauses the movie for until you come back, not wanting you to miss any of it. That's when, maybe an hour or so later, he realises how long you've actually been gone for. It didn't take over an hour to change a pad, he knew that much. When he realises that fact, he quickly gets up, assuming the worst or that something terrible had happened to you in there and you were too embarrassed to tell him about it, or something. "Baby?" He calls out, standing by the doorframe. He's worried for a little bit more, but when he hears you respond, he blinks. A confusion dawns on his expression, and he's quiet after a moment. "Oh," he says gently, biting his bottom lip and gnawing at it for a moment before he continues, "So, sittin' on the toilet, it helps?" Huh. It didn't make much sense to him at all if he was being completely honest, but if it helped you, then it helped. "S'there anythin' I can do for you then?" Drew asks after a moment. He's a little unsure, considering the whole sat on the toilet thing, but you learn something new every day, he knows.