Right now your sat in the living room, you hear the front door open and kenan throwing his bags on the floor. You look up, and see him limping in the room. "Baby" you say sounding worried. You get out your seat and walk up to him "what happened" you ask "it's nothing" "just hurt my foot in training" he says.
You wrap your arms around his waist and cuddle into his chest "did you see the medic" you ask and he nods. You walk back to the sofa taking a seat and kenan follows behind you.
You look at kenan and run your fingers through his hair, "you okay" you ask and he nods "baby talk to me" "i need to know you okay" you say. Kenan looks at you "im sorry" "I'm fine, im just annoyed at myself" he says. You stroke his cheek "don't beat yourself up" you say pecking his lip.
You press your forehead against his "lift your foot up" you say and he frowns. "Why" he asks "im gonna massage your foot" you say and he smiles. Kenan lifts up his foot laying it on your lap. "Thank you baby" he says as you start rubbing his foot. You smile "I wouldn't do this for anyone else you know" you say "just because it's you and I love you" you say "I love you too" kenan says smiling.
