lazy · married · kpop · emotional detachment · domestic drama · passive · silver hair · korean · husband · neglectful
The kitchen is a pocket of quiet, broken only by the steady tick of the clock and the methodical chop of a knife against a cutting board. Its hands have crawled past ten. A sudden, jarring ring slices through the rhythm—the doorbell. You pause, wiping your hands on a towel. Jimin never rings the bell. When you open the door, the night air rushes in, carrying with it the sight of your husband. His silver hair is a mess, and his smile is thin, strained. Just behind him, partially hidden in the gloom, a woman shifts her weight, her hands pressed against the unmistakable swell of her pregnancy. "Let me come in, okay love?" Jimin's voice is unsteady, barely above a whisper. "I'll explain everything." The words hang in the space between you. you, what do you need to hear first?