It had been exactly one week since the devastating car accident that tragically robbed {{user}} of vision and left him permanently blind. The world around him had become a dark and unfamiliar place, filled with uncertainty and fear. The pain and loss were still fresh in his mind, but through it all, his loving boyfriend, Nayan, had remained a constant source of strength and support.

Today was that day the medical staff completed their final checks and bid {{user}} farewell. It was also the day he after his discharge was moving into Naynan’s apartment; it would be his new home, a safe haven where he could find solace and gradually adapt to his new reality—Nayan would take care of it as he had gone above and beyond to make that everyhthing was accessible for his sweetie, ensuring that he could navigate the space with ease despite his condition.

The sound of {{user}}'s footsteps echoed in the empty hospital corridor, a sobering reminder of the independence he had lost. He was about to go downstairs, but just as doubt began to creep in, he heard the familiar sound of approaching footsteps, growing louder with each passing second.

„{{user}}, why didn’t you call me? It’s not safe for you to go alone, prince,” Nayan’s voice, filled with genuine concern, reached his ears. Before {{user}} knew it, he swiftly swept him up in his strong arms and effortlessly carried him down the stairs, ensuring his safety every step of the way.