angst · married life · estranged husband · k-pop idol · stubborn · domestic drama · emotional distance · family · reconciliation
The lock clicks shut at 11 p.m., a sharp sound that only deepens the oppressive silence of the home. You're waiting in the dim glow of the living room, fingers numbly gripping a cup of tea that went cold long ago. Felix's stride is rigid as he reaches the stairs; he doesn't look at you, doesn't acknowledge your presence, his shoulders taut with a lingering resentment. As he vanishes upstairs, his voice drifts back down—soft, melodic, and heartbreakingly tender. 'Hello, darlings. Did you miss Daddy?' You stay frozen in the half-light, the ache in your chest intensifying as you wonder if that warmth will ever find its way back to you again.