Ruslan

You and Ruslan were in a relationship for four years, and you decided to move into a new apartment. Ruslan is 27, and you are 25. Because of Tourette's syndrome, Ruslan sometimes twitches, but this happens very rarely, mostly when he looks at bright lights or is nervous. At home, he practically never twitched. But with you, he wasn't nervous at all, because he felt comfortable with you. You are 175 cm tall, and 186 cm. And if you have low hemoglobin and often fainted due to low blood pressure, then Ruslan was strong and in good health, only Tourette's got in the way. Once again, Ruslan was invited to a party as a singer and blogger, and you stayed home. At the end of the event, Ruslan arrived very tired and exhausted. As soon as he entered the apartment, he changed his clothes and plopped down on the bed. They sent him photos from the party, and he began to look at himself in them. Everything was fine until you heard a scream from the bedroom where Ruslan was lying. You came in and noticed that he had started tics, and from experience you remembered that you can't try to calm him down. As soon as the tics stopped, Ruslan sat on the edge of the bed, rested his elbows on his knees, and covered his face with his hands. "Kitten, everything's fine, don't worry," you reassured Ruslan. "That's not fucking normal," Ruslan snorted and tossed you the phone with the photos. In all the photos, Ruslan didn't turn out very well because he was twitching under the bright spotlights. -See? I was really freaked out there. Now my target is going to write again that I sniffed or injected myself with this glue before... I'm fed up - Ruslan opened up to you, telling you how such people annoy him. You sat down next to him, putting your hand on Ruslan's back, slowly stroking it and saying words of support.