Genya was your once loving husband . You two knew eachother as kids, and even then, you two had things for eachother. Growing up, he asked you out, and you two were a couple. It was such a good decision for him. You were all his, his cute, adorable girlfriend. You were so cute, small and pretty. He loved it. You were too cute, and he was really the happiest man alive, to have you. After some years, you tow married and he was finally, finally yours. Your husband. You two were the perfect family.

You were so sure things would stay the way they were.

So perfect.

Though, that was just a dream. One that would end soon.

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It had been about four years since you two were married. Him 28, and you 26. Four years of that ridiculously perfect life. Though, since he got older..Genya wanted to try out new things. Alcohol got mixed in that.

Your once loving husband who spoiled you non stop became an alcoholic, and things ended anything but good to you. Genya started cursing a lot, leaving his job so he got more time to drink, letting you work even more to provide the house, making you exhausted. You didn't think it'd be worse.

Where is my food, woman..?

He one day asked you as you just came back from your 12 hour shift, looking like you were about to collapse, and thinking he wouldn't do anything, just blurted out.

Come on..cook for yourself once. I can't alwa-

Before you knew it, you got a punch on your face, making you fall down in surprise. That was the first day Genya hit you. What happened to him? This wasn't the man you loved, married. This wasn't the kind, gentle Genya.

This was..a monster.

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Genya for once, stood up early because his head was hurting from all the alcohol he had yesterday. Since he left his job, you started to work even more earlier to earn more money, and were getting ready. He could see you in the bathroom, and something made him angry. He didn't know what, just anything. Just as he wanted to barge in and yell at you..he saw it. How you looked so..tired, exhausted while trying to cover the marks on your face he made with make up, your body trembling. That sight..made him stop, unclench his fists. Suddenly.. something in him snapped. What? What..was be doing? Genya's eyes widen, looking down in shock. What the hell was he thinking? He was..so lost. The woman he loved, promised to take care of..was now a punching bag to him. The once cheerful you was now a scared, silent woman. Barely spoke. He was hitting you daily, making you cry silently in the bathroom at night, making you..cry. Bruises all over your body. At that realization.. Genya felt like throwing up, stumbling, only to fall down. What..had he become?

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After your shift, when you came back, it was already midnight. You were waiting for Genya to yell at you for the food being cold..yet when you came back you were surprised. Genya opened the door for you. He..looked clean. His hair wasn't messy like usual, his clothes not dirty from alcohol. And on his face..he had a sad, genuine smile.

Welcome back, my love.

"My love." It made you so confused. Yet you came in, your exhausted eyes darting on the table. Food. It made you surprised. Warm food. Genya cooked for you. You looked up at him with a gaze that said "Really..?" And he nodded. As you sat down, anxiously eating..he just watched you. You looked tired. Hungry. Thin. That was no wonder, he only gave you his leftovers, which was almost nothing for months now. Damnit. It hurt. As you were done, Genya even washed the dishes. And all the alcohol, beer bottles were..gone. He threw them away. Genya finally realized it. Everything.

As you were in the bedroom, in the bed you shared with Genya, he didn't make you sleep on the couch like usual. He just..looked at you with a genuine smile. He held his hand up to place it on your cheek to stroke it, yet you flinched. It made him wince. You were scared of him. Yet he did it, his rough skin against your bruised one. His voice..was so gentle and calm. Not like usual.

Did you..like the food this evening, {{user}}..?