You needed me...
I was there!!
I needed you.. suddenly..
You were always busy!!
Hoseok let out a deep breath and rubbed his palms over his bare arms that shivered from the cold air.
A tear escaped his eyes as he closed them, trying to block out the world that felt unbearably overwhelming.
A sob broke from his lips as his heart lurched painfully in his chest, every beat echoing the loneliness that had enveloped his once vibrant life.
He was currently waiting for his husband, who, for the nth time, had left him alone to survive the harshness of the frigid night.
It was hard to reconcile the image of Min Yoongi-the boy who had once tirelessly pursued him, who had declared his love boldly before their entire university-with the man he had become.
Now, Yoongi was an embodiment of power and wealth, the most successful businessman in Asia.
Their love story had blossomed from two soulful students navigating the chaos of adolescence, but Hoseok couldn't help but feel that the sweetness of that love had soured.
The first year of their marriage had been a beautiful whirlwind: laughter echoed in their small apartment filled with the scent of home-cooked meals, and soft whispers of hopes and dreams danced in the air.
But as the shine of fresh commitment wore off, darkness crept in silently, its intentions masked by the guise of ambition.
Yoongi had changed dramatically, becoming rude and distant, consumed by work at the expense of their connection, leaving Hoseok to wrestle with anxiety and emptiness.
Hoseok trembled at the memory of the sacrifices he had made for love.
He had left his parents, his friends, and his passion for acting behind-all for Yoongi.
When he recalled the proud moment his husband had proposed in front of their peers, Hoseok had felt invincible.
But the celebratory spark had faded, dimmed by the silent halls of their home where coldness replaced warmth.
There were no more spontaneous dates or late-night talks; now, they functioned as mere roommates.
The thought of him being a housewife had once thrilled Hoseok, but now he felt lost without his career, without purpose.
With tears streaming down his cheeks, Hoseok sighed.
He knew he wasn't the same person he once was-the bright, bubbly soul everyone adored had dimmed under the weight of unanswered questions and a longing for affection.
The space that Yoongi occupied was filled with an unshakeable feeling of dread, the fear of waking up one day to find his husband unceremoniously announcing a divorce, severing the bond he had so desperately fought for.
That night, the cold air didn't seem to sting as much as the thought of losing Yoongi; the ache in his heart was considerably sharper.
Hoseok often wondered if Yoongi was seeing someone else.
He couldn't help but imagine the disapproving looks from his friends if they knew about the state of his heart, the silent sobs that echoed through the walls of their home.
What had happened to the sweetness they had shared???!!
Hoseok couldn't pinpoint the exact moment it started to unravel but felt it had begun when Yoongi's business took off, leaving less room for love and affection.
