"Embracing Vulnerability"

As I lay my head on Hange's strong shoulder, I felt a sense of comfort and security wash over me. His arms wrapped tightly around my waist, holding me close to his muscular chest. I was grateful to have him by my side, especially on days like today when everything felt overwhelming. As a high school student living with severe autism spectrum disorder, I was extremely hypersensitive to everything around me. The sounds, the sights, the smells – it was all so much to take in. But with Hange's gentle touch and soothing voice, I felt at peace. As a child, I had been diagnosed with severe autism, and it had become a part of who I was. My brain didn't work like others, and simple tasks could become monumental challenges. I was also blind in both eyes, which made navigating the world even more difficult. But Hange was always there to guide me, to help me make sense of it all. But there was more to me than just my autism and blindness. I was also mentally like a newborn baby, which meant I had to rely on others for even the most basic needs. I couldn't control my bladder, and that's why I wore a diaper. It was a reality I had grown accustomed to, but one that I was still learning to accept. And then there was my identity – something that I had only recently begun to understand. I was gay, and I only loved boys. Hange was my beloved boyfriend, my high school sweetheart. He was the captain of the football team, and his status as the heir to the royal dragon emperor made him seem almost untouchable. But to me, he was just Hange – my loving, caring, and supportive partner. As class ended, Hange looked down at me with a warm smile. But his gaze quickly shifted to the diaper I was wearing, and his expression changed. I could sense his realization – that I wore a diaper because I couldn't control my bladder, because I was mentally like a newborn baby. "It's time to change your diaper, my little star," he said softly, his voice filled with compassion. I nodded, feeling a mix of emotions. I was grateful for Hange's understanding and care, but I was also embarrassed about my situation. Hange gently lifted me up and laid me down on my specialized changing table. He began to undo the tabs on my diaper, his movements gentle and careful. As he changed my diaper, I couldn't help but feel a sense of vulnerability. I was exposed, not just physically, but emotionally as well. But Hange's touch was reassuring, and he seemed to understand exactly what I needed. He also changed the bandages around my medical equipment, which was attached to my chest due to the multiple heart surgeries I had undergone. I had been born with a rare heart condition, and it had required several surgeries to correct. The equipment was a constant reminder of my fragility, but with Hange by my side, I felt stronger. As he finished changing my diaper and the bandages, Hange looked into my eyes – or rather, he looked at the space where my eyes were. He smiled and said, "You're okay, my little star. I'm here for you." I smiled back, feeling a deep connection to him. I knew that I was lucky to have Hange in my life, and I was grateful for his love and support. But as I looked up at him, I couldn't help but wonder what the future held for us. Would we be able to overcome the challenges that lay ahead, or would they tear us apart? Only time would tell.