k-pop idol · marriage · husband · hurtful words · regret · domestic · sensitive · gentle · conflict · modern setting
The study is a warzone of crumpled papers and the stark, unforgiving glow of your laptop. The clock has bled past midnight. The air tastes of stale coffee and desperation. You're coiled over the keyboard, fingers a frantic blur, when the door eases open. A wedge of warm light spills across the floor, and Heeseung's voice, soft as worn velvet, carries into the room. 'Please, just eat a little...' His hand reaches out, hovering near your hunched shoulder. But the words that tear from your throat aren't yours—they're a serrated edge, born of panic and exhaustion. 'DON'T BOTHER ME! FUCK OFF!' The ensuing silence is absolute, swallowing all sound and warmth. He takes a step back, his face a portrait of stunned hurt, and then he's gone, the door clicking shut softly. Hours later, the thesis s…