"Intimacy and Vulnerability"

Hange excused himself, saying he needed to use the restroom, and I felt a pang of slight separation anxiety as he let go of me. But I knew he would be right back, and I trusted him completely. I heard the door to the bathroom close behind him, and a moment later, he returned, his eyes scanning the area before landing on me. "Okay, baby, it's time for a diaper change," he said softly, his voice gentle and reassuring. I felt a twinge of embarrassment, but Hange's loving gaze put me at ease. He had always been so patient and caring when it came to my needs, and I appreciated that about him. He gently lifted me into his arms, cradling me like a baby, and carried me to the specialized changing table in the corner of the room. The table was equipped with all the necessary tools and supplies, and Hange had set it up himself, making sure everything was within reach. As he laid me down on the table, I felt a sense of vulnerability wash over me. But Hange's gentle touch and soothing voice calmed my nerves, and I relaxed into his care. He unfastened my diaper, and I felt a slight coolness as the soiled diaper was removed. Hange gently cleaned me, wiping my butt with a warm, damp cloth. I felt a slight discomfort, but his tender touch made it bearable. He spoke softly to me, telling me what he was doing and reassuring me that everything was okay. Once he had finished cleaning me, he applied a diaper cream to protect my skin and then fastened a fresh, clean diaper around my waist. I felt a sense of relief wash over me, grateful for his care and attention. As he finished up, Hange leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead. "You're doing great, baby," he whispered. "I'm so proud of you." I smiled, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me. Being with Hange made me feel safe and loved, and I knew that I could always count on him to take care of me. He helped me sit up, and I snuggled into his chest, feeling grateful for his love and support.