Night's Tender Care

The dim fluorescent lights had given way to the soft, gentle darkness of night, and the infirmary was quiet, save for the occasional beep of a machine. I was aware of Hange's presence beside me, his warm breath on my face as he gently stroked my hair. His eyes, though tired, sparkled with a deep affection as he looked at me. As the night wore on, I became aware of a growing discomfort, a sense of wetness and warmth that I couldn't ignore. I tried to shift, to adjust my position, but my paralyzed body refused to respond. Hange's gaze met mine, and I saw a flicker of understanding there. He knew. With a tender smile, he leaned in, his voice barely above a whisper. "Don't worry, I'm here. I've got you." His hands, warm and gentle, began to undo the tabs on my diaper. I felt a flush rise to my cheeks as he slowly and carefully lifted the soiled diaper away from my skin. I closed my eyes, trying to block out the embarrassment, but Hange's soft words and gentle touch put me at ease. "It's okay, I've done this before. You're not alone." He wadded up the soiled diaper and disposed of it, then reached for a warm, wet wipe. As he cleaned me, his touch was gentle, almost reverent. I felt a sense of vulnerability wash over me, but Hange's care and compassion eased my discomfort. He took his time, making sure I was clean and dry before reaching for a fresh diaper. With a soft rustle, he fastened the new diaper in place, his hands lingering on my skin for a moment. I opened my eyes to find him smiling at me, his eyes shining with love and devotion. "All better," he whispered, his voice full of reassurance. I smiled back, feeling a sense of gratitude towards him. In that moment, I knew that I was completely at his mercy, dependent on him for every aspect of my care. But with Hange by my side, I felt safe, loved, and cherished. As he settled in beside me, his hand finding mine once more, I felt a sense of peace wash over me. The darkness of the night seemed less daunting with him by my side, and I knew that I could face whatever lay ahead, as long as he was there to hold my hand.