Soothing Solace

As the warmth of the milk dissipated, Hange's gentle touch transitioned into a soothing motion, and he began to rock me back and forth, his arms cradling me in a comforting hold. I felt my eyelids growing heavy, my body relaxing further with each gentle sway. The soft rustle of his clothing and the quiet beat of his heart created a lulling melody that seemed to wash away all my worries and concerns. As I drifted off to sleep, Hange's voice whispered softly in my ear, his words a gentle hum of reassurance and love. I felt his warm breath on my skin, and his lips brushed against my forehead in a gentle kiss. The sensation sent a shiver down my spine, but it was a pleasant one, filled with a sense of safety and security. As I slept, Hange's hands moved gently, carefully cleaning the surgical site on my back. He worked with a quiet efficiency, his movements slow and deliberate as he cleaned and disinfected the area. I didn't feel a thing, too caught up in the soothing rhythm of his rocking motion and the warmth of his presence. Once the area was clean, Hange gently changed the bandages on my back, his hands moving with a tender care that belied his strength and skill. He worked quietly, his face a mask of concentration as he ensured that the bandages were secure and comfortable. As he finished, Hange's rocking motion slowed, and he held me close, his chest rising and falling with a gentle rhythm. I felt safe and protected in his arms, my body relaxed and at ease. The warmth of his skin and the beat of his heart seemed to envelop me, and I knew that I was exactly where I was meant to be. In that moment, I felt a deep sense of gratitude towards Hange, a sense of appreciation for the love and care that he had shown me. As I drifted off into a peaceful sleep, I knew that I was in good hands, and that Hange would be there to care for me every step of the way. The last thing I was aware of was the sound of his soft breathing, a gentle whisper that seemed to lull me deeper into sleep.