The Maid | P.Sh

| 2.29 |

Sunghoon had talked about only taking half a day at work today, he had been feeling more tired this Monday than he did last week, so he had decided he would go from Lunch time till dinner time. 

I had followed him to work in the morning, making sure he was feeling alright before I left to go buy groceries.

In the last few days Sunghoon had talked about how he got Jake to find him small apple juice boxes to drink whenever he got his alcohol urges, something about the taste having the bitterness he was used to in his alcohol, or maybe it was the similar color to beer, I wasn't quite sure but apple juice helped him as far as I could understand.

"Do you have kids?" a voice spoke up as I let my eyes scan over all the differnet juice brands that stood right beside the baby food.

I quickly turned my head and looked at an alderly woman whose hair was more of a deep dark grey than it was black.

"Oh, no no no," I shook my head at her trying to bite back my small smile, "no, no," I continued as I looked back at the aisle in front of me, "it's uhm... it's for my fiancé."

"He must like apple juice then," she commented with a small smile and I just nodded at her.

"Says it helps him when things get stressful," I excused in a small lie and she hummed at me.

"He must be grateful for you then," she commented and a small smile grew on my face under my mask, "it's rare to have someone who goes to that extend for you," she commented and I nodded once again, "what does he do for you?"

"I'm sorry?" I questioned and looked over at her with raised eyebrows.

"You buy him apple juice for when he's stressed... isn't he doing something for you in return?" she questioned and I just shrugged.

"I don't need him to," I excused, "I suppose being with him everyday is enough for me."

"Well I wouldn't accept that so easily," the woman commented and I quickly turned back to the apple juices, picking up the one with the prettiest package.

"Then it's good that I love him enough," I shortly replied to the woman before continuing down the aisle to go get some of the more of the groceries we needed.

We had surely ran out of eggs and ramen, seeing as Sunghoon basically only lived of cooked ramen or omelets these days. It was worrying me but right now the main focus was just to get him out of his alcohol abuse, and I had to remember that whenever he insisted he just wanted ramen for dinner and not any of the food I had cooked for myself.

Walking towards the ramen aisle I passed the alcohol section, which was mainly filled by wine or soju. I simply sent it a glare before redirecting my gaze. I found myself halting my steps right outside the wine section.

I quickly rubbed my forehead, feeling something in my brain click. It was almost as if Sunghoon's alcohol tendencies had been absorbed by my brain and I got the urge to just down a whole bottle of heavy red wine.

I mean one bottle couldn't do that much harm, besides I somehow deserved a little reward for all the work I've been doing lately.

NO

No no no no. I just need to go get a few packets of ramen and that would be enough for the week. Sunghoon prefers the one with beef taste or so, I'm pretty sure that's what he said. Maybe if I got some tteokbboki he would eat some more variety, so I would get that as well.

Once I packed down the groceries, after having paid for them I stared at the dark green bottle rolling down towards me. I hadn't put that in the basket, I surely didn't even pay for it. But it still ended in the grocery bag, coming with me home.

It was almost like I didn't really register the bottle. It was there, but it wasn't. I knew it was there but something in my brain went numb and refused its existence to me.

Something was telling me, in the back of my mind, this was what happened when Sunghoon began drinking. It wasn't intentional it just happened and a part of him kept refusing the reality behind it, meanwhile another part knew how wrong it was.

I was barely even halfway home before I had stopped in my tracks once again. Somehow it all seemed to be too much around me right now. I wanted to just break down and cry, but I couldn't explain why I felt like it. It was just the feeling fo needing to cry something out as if it would be a relief for me.

Sucking in a deep breath I set my determination to get home and just rushed on. I set a fast walking pace before eventually setting into a run to get home.

Reaching home I had fiddled with the keys before actually getting inside and slamming the door closed after me.

For some reason I was much more out of breath than I normally would be and when the grocery bag hit the floor I heard the dull sound of the bottle hitting the floor, only reminded me of the thing I had brought into the house, well aware that such thing should be nowhere near Sunghoon.

If anything this wasn't gonna help him, it was more sabotaging him and I was the whole reason behind it now.