Chapter 4: Finding Solace

The warmth of Hange's arms was a sanctuary you clung to as the day unfolded. The ache in your heart still lingered, but with him by your side, you felt a sense of stability that you hadn't known in days. As you sat in comfortable silence, sipping your coffee and nibbling on the toast, you began to notice the little things about Hange that you had always taken for granted. The way he cradled your hand in his, the gentle way he stroked your hair, and the soft whispers of encouragement that seemed to calm your frazzled nerves. As the morning wore on, Hange suggested that you take a walk outside. The fresh air and sunlight might do you some good, he said, his eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief. You hesitated at first, unsure if you were ready to face the world outside your bedroom door. But Hange's enthusiasm was infectious, and soon you found yourself nodding in agreement. He helped you out of bed, and you stood there, a bit wobbly, as he wrapped a soft blanket around your shoulders. The cool breeze on your skin was a welcome respite from the stifling emotions that had suffocated you for days. As you walked, Hange held your hand, his fingers intertwined with yours in a gentle grasp. The world outside was alive and vibrant, a stark contrast to the numbness that had consumed you. Birds sang sweet melodies, and the sun shone brightly overhead, casting a warm glow over everything. You felt a sense of peace settle over you, as if the world was slowly coming back into focus. As you strolled through the quiet streets, Hange told you stories about his childhood, about the silly antics he had gotten up to as a young boy. His laughter was contagious, and you found yourself smiling, then chuckling, and eventually, laughing out loud. The sound of your own laughter surprised you, and for a moment, you forgot about the pain that had been weighing you down. The walk was a balm to your soul, and as you returned to your apartment, you felt a sense of hope that you hadn't felt in days. Maybe, just maybe, you would be okay. Maybe you would learn to heal, to let go of the grief that had been suffocating you. As you settled back into your bed, Hange sat beside you, his eyes filled with a deep affection. "I'm proud of you," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "You're strong, and you're brave. I know it's not easy, but I'm here for you, every step of the way." You smiled, feeling a sense of gratitude towards this man who had become your rock. You knew that you still had a long way to go, but with Hange by your side, you felt like you could face anything that came your way. The doll on your bed still lingered, a painful reminder of what you had lost, but for the first time in days, you felt like you could face it head-on. In that moment, you knew that you would be okay. Not because the pain had disappeared, but because you had found a sense of solace in Hange's arms, and in the gentle kindness of the world around you.