feeling homesick after moving with ur husband
a/n: i js had a random thought in my head and i went with it. Use whoever u have in mind!
Moving to a different country in your 20s was not your plan. When he first suggested it the thought made you sick. You hated leaving things behind,you basically built your life here. For your husband it wasnโt a choice he made,it was one way or another. He remembered your glossy eyes looking outside the plane window and couldnโt help but feel a part of him break.
While he was at work you took a day off. You couldnโt take it anymore. Everything felt too different. It wasnโt home. It wasnโt yours.
Rain drops splattered across your apartment window. You laid on your bed,blanket tucked to your chin. The whole day you had just stayed there watching,waiting. Your eyes were dull but behind them were replaying memories.
โBaby?โ Your husband shouted from downstairs. You didnโt answer,you couldnโt. When no one answered he began to worry. He quickly walked to your shared bedroom. The door was slightly open,the warm dim light of your lamp peaking through. With a light hand he slowly opened the door. Your back faced him.
โY/n? Why didnโt you answer me earlier?โ Still no reply. He sighed walking over to your side of the bed,now demanding an answer. The sight broke him. Your eyes slightly puffy,cheeks burning red and salty streaks running down to your chin.
He frowned and sat down on the bed. He took your face in his hands hoisting you up.
โWhat happened?โ His thumb caressing over your cheeks. The question only made you sob harder,making him flinch and pull you into his chest.
Through muffled sobs you spoke. โI-i hate it here.โ He only caressed your hair allowing you to speak.
โI donโt feel h-home,i feel so different from everyone here. I miss mom.โ
Once you pulled away from his chest he began to speak,tucking strands of hair behind your ear in the process. โOh baby,you shouldโve told me sooner. Iโm sorry,I know how much moving meant to you but it was the only choice we had.โ
Your lips quivered at how gently he spoke to you.
โBe strong my love,my home is wherever you are. If that means going back then i will.โ He pressed a kiss to your forehead then to your lips.
That night you two stayed in each otherโs arms,no music,no talking,no background noise,absolutely nothing. For you it gained a warmer place in your heart.
