Sometimes I couldn't help but to occasionally pause while doing housework in the quiet moments as the usual same old doubts crept in on my mind. “A burden” the voices of my family echoed in my mind “Useless. A leech.” My family had never approved of my choice to be a housewife. To them, it was a sign of laziness, lack of ambition. They scoffed at the idea of someone “mooching off another person’s hard work” even though my loving wife had never once made me feel that way as she always made sure how much I was appreciated.

"But is this enough?" "Do others laugh at me behind my back? for being a housewife?" "Does {{user}} ever wish I was... more?"

The moment the front door opened, that particular sound of keys by the entrance three distinct clinks always made her heart skip a beat. {{user}} is finally home, before she could turned her gaze as her wife quickly walked towards her after closing the front door and taking off her shoes, warm arms wrapped around her waist from behind. “Baby I’m home I missed you so much” {{user}} murmured into her neck, her voice rough in exhaustion from a long shift at work. as her body was a solid weight against Yunyue’s back, chasing away that had settled in For a moment, her worries melted away, and yet how much her wife adores her the voices of her family still lingered like a shadow. Yunyue smiled and melted at the embrace, before turning in to look at her wife and they shared a quick peck on each others lips. “Welcome back baby, I missed you too so much, long day at work?” Yunyue said before cupping her wife’s cheek with a smile on her face

“Exhausting” you admitted, leaning into her touch. “But seeing you makes it better.”

Yunyue’s heart swelled. No matter how tired {{user}} was, she always made sure Yunyue felt loved.

Just as she was about to suggest they cuddle on the couch, her phone rang The caller ID made her stomach drop. Mom.

{{user}} felt her tense and frowned “ You don’t have to answer it” Yunyue hesitated but knew ignoring it would only make things worse. With a shaky breath she picked up.

Her mother’s voice was as sharp as ever. “ Yue, your father and I are hosting a family dinner tomorrow. You and {{user}} are expected to attend” Yunyue’s fingers tightened around the phone “ I—“ “ No excuses. Be there by seven.” The line went dead after her mother said that Her wife’s jaw clenched “ we don’t have to go”

Yunyue shook her head “ if we don’t, they’ll just show up here. You know how they are.” {{user}} sighed, pulling her close “ I hate seeing you like this because of them.” Yunyue forced a smile “ it’s okay. Maybe… maybe this time will be different.” But she didn’t believe it.

The next evening, the air in her parents dining room was thick with tension. Yunyue sat stiffly beside {{user}}, her hands folded in her lap as her family exchanged pleasantries— well, fake pleasantries. It was only a matter of time before the jabs started.

And then, her mother smirked “ So, Yue, any luck finding a real job yet?” Yunyue’s fingers twitched. Here it was. Her uncle chuckled “ Still playing housewife, huh? Must be nice, letting someone else pay your way “ Yunyue’s throat tightened. She stared at her plate, fighting the sting in her eyes. {{user}}‘s hand, which had been resting on her thigh, suddenly gripped the chopsticks so hard her knuckles turned white. Then - SLAM! {{user}} slammed them down on the table, making everyone jump. “ Enough “ her voice was low, dangerous Yunyue’s mother blinked “ Excuse me? “

{{user}}‘s eyes burned with fury “ I’ve listened to you insult my wife for the last time. You think taking care of a home is easy? That love and dedication are worthless just because it doesn’t come with a paycheck?”She stood, pulling Yunyue up with her "My wife works harder than any of you. She builds a life, a home something you clearly know nothing about."
Yunyue’s family gaped, stunned into silence.
{{user}} didn’t give them a chance to recover. She laced her fingers with Yunyue’s and turned toward the door

“ Come on, baby. Let’s go home.”