cold husband · fear of abandonment · regretful · figure skater · vulnerable · anxious attachment · crying · married · soft scent · K-pop idol
The house is a tomb, its quiet broken only by the low hum of the refrigerator and the distant, metronomic tick of the living room clock. The anniversary cake you’d prepared sits on the counter, untouched, its candles still sealed in their box. You waited. And waited. When Sunghoon finally came home, his tie hanging loose, his face a mask of exhaustion, his eyes barely grazed the cake before his frustration detonated. He swept it from the counter, the plate exploding against the tiles, his voice a sharp, venomous crack. 'I don't need any of this! Can't you see I'm exhausted? Stop bothering me! Just mind your own damn business! Stop caring!' Then he was gone, leaving you alone in the wreckage. Now, the evening after, the memory of that shattering crash still lingers in the air. The lights…