Little Things (Pjm)

LITTLE THINGS

"The morning rays of the sun shone over the horizon, giving birth to a new day, a new time, a new life. A groan slipped from my lips as I reached out to embrace him, but found nothing but emptiness beside me. I attempted to reach out to him, but my hand met only the chill of the sheet. Slowly, I struggled to open my heavy eyelids and gazed upon the vacant spot next to me. It seemed like he was gone again, just like the other morning.

As I lay there, lost in thought, I heard the sound of footsteps approaching me. My husband appeared, and pecked me on the cheek. There was a feeling that I couldn't quite understand, a sense of comfort that he gave me. But then, he spoke the words that crumbled my world once again

'I will leave for work.'

'Jimin,
can you at least eat your breakfast first? It's still early,' I pleaded.

'I'm fine, I'll take care of myself,' he replied.

'Please, Jimin, just listen to me this once.'

'Please, Y/n, I promise I will be back soon.'

I got up from our bed and went to the bathroom, harshly closing the door behind me. After calming down, I rushed back to our bedroom, only to find it empty. His coat and bag were already gone, which meant he had left for work. I stared at our wedding ring, and tears slipped out of my eyes."

"After five years of dating, Jimin and I got married. It's been three years since our wedding, and everything has changed. Jimin inherited his father's company and became the owner of one of the biggest businesses in town as his only brother was in a critical condition and he was the only option to continue and lead. Since then, he's been so busy that he hardly has time for me anymore.

For me, Jimin was everything. I'm an orphan; my parents abandoned me, and my friends left me. I have no one else in this world besides him. Every time he leaves for work, I feel drained and afraid that he'll leave me too, just like everyone else did.

I often miss our life before marriage, when we were happy and he was always there for me when I needed him. I miss those times and wish I could turn back the clock, but I know I can't. Jimin doesn't allow me to work or leave the house without him, even though he never has time to go out with me. I'm left alone in this big, empty house."

"He gave me everything that money could buy, but that's not what I wished for. It was his time that I longed for.

He always promised to be back early from work, but he never kept that promise. It was already 11, but he still hadn't returned from work, so I decided to sleep and not wait for him anymore.

"As I closed my eyes and tried to sleep, I finally heard the sound of footsteps approaching our bedroom. He's finally back, but why so late? I couldn't help but wonder if he was somewhere else, with another woman, enjoying her company while I lay here alone. I'm imagining all possible things now, my mind racing with scenarios, but no way would he do that to me.

I sat up and saw him walking towards the bed, but the unusual thing was that he was so drunk, he could barely walk straight. His eyes were glazed over, and his movements were slow and labored. Getting late at home isn't enough; he even got drunk. I'm afraid he'll make this a lifestyle, and I'll be left to deal with the consequences.

But what hurts me more is that he had time to get drunk and never a little time for his wife. We used to be inseparable, sharing our thoughts and dreams with each other. Now, it feels like he's drifting away from me, and I'm powerless to stop it. Never in my life did I think I'd be so disappointed in Jimin, the man I love and trusted with all my heart."

"Despite my fury, I find myself unable to sustain my anger towards him for long. His charms are too much, his pull too strong.

But as time passes, I'm left wondering why he never changes. Every night, it's the same excuse