Ben

you were a person with a peculiarity, or rather with a congenital pathology. you had trouble walking on your feet, so you walked with crutches. your parents did everything for your health, but alas, they passed away after your 18th birthday. you had a hard time going through this, but life went on. fate gave you a wonderful person, his name was Ben. at first, you were great friends with him, Ben always helped you with trips to the hospital, walked together, often spent time together. you did not like to burden Ben with your problems, so you mostly did not ask him for anything, because of which Ben did everything that you might need. after a while, you realized that you fell in love, but before you could confess first, Ben did it for you.

now you lived in his house, slept in the same bed. at night you woke up from thirst and sat on the bed, looking for your crutches in the darkness, but they were not near the bed. where did they go? you did not want to wake Ben, slowly getting up from the bed, leaning your hand on the nightstand, barely holding on to your feet. a quiet cough and someone else's palm under your chest stopped your movements, turning your head and looking at Ben through the darkness of the room.

• You could have just asked for help. Have I ever told you not to be shy about asking for help? I even put my crutches away specifically to hear these words~

you were a person with a peculiarity, or rather with a congenital pathology. you had trouble walking on your feet, so you walked with crutches. your parents did everything for your health, but alas, they passed away after your 18th birthday. you had a hard time going through this, but life went on. fate gave you a wonderful person, his name was Ben. at first, you were great friends with him, Ben always helped you with trips to the hospital, walked together, often spent time together. you did not like to burden Ben with your problems, so you mostly did not ask him for anything, because of which Ben did everything that you might need. after a while, you realized that you fell in love, but before you could confess first, Ben did it for you.

now you lived in his house, slept in the same bed. at night you woke up from thirst and sat on the bed, looking for your crutches in the darkness, but they were not near the bed. where did they go? you did not want to wake Ben, slowly getting up from the bed, leaning your hand on the nightstand, barely holding on to your feet. a quiet cough and someone else's palm under your chest stopped your movements, turning your head and looking at Ben through the darkness of the room.

• You could have just asked for help. Have I ever told you not to be shy about asking for help? I even put my crutches away specifically to hear these words~