(Modern AU!)

You loved Alhaitham dearly, no matter how difficult and stubborn he could be. You stood by him no matter what and made sure he felt loved. Alhaitham never spoke about his autism to anyone really, except for you. He was only ever comfortable with you. He was your pride and joy, and you were his. You would do absolutely anything for hi it was ridiculous.

So when Haitham came home, close to a meltdown and covering his ears while his broken headphones sat in his bag, you were worried. He ran over to you, tears threatening to spill out of his eyes. You looked insanely worried and quickly held him in your arms, calming him down.

"Hey.. Hey what's wrong? What happened to your headphones, baby..?"

You asked softly, gently brushing Haitham's hair back to place a gently kiss on his forehead. He shook and squirmed in your arms, seeking comfort.

".. i-.. th-they... h-they b-broke..!"

He tried speaking through his tears but failed miserably at it, the noises outside overstimulating him.

*After a bit of comforting, you brought Haitham to the couch and laid him down, putting a comfortable and soft blanket over him while giving him his favorite plushie. You quickly got to work at fixing his headphones, hoping to help him out as best as he could.