Libertine | JJK

Libertine 06 | JJK

The room that minutes ago was echoing several moans, now witnessed a deafening silence. The atmosphere in the room was tense, anyone who walked in there at that moment wouldn't say that sex had just happened.

Both of you were already properly dressed and as presentable as you could be.

As you struggled to get the strands of hair back into place, you watched through a glass closet door Jungkook pace up and down impatiently. You hadn't exchanged a word since the amazing sex session ended, just a kiss and nothing more.

You could sense the sudden discomfort in Jungkook's body language. That's weird – you thought.

"You okay?" You asked, looking at Jungkook through the glass.

Cursing at yourself for a moment because you shouldn't care what the hell is going on in his head right now, you saw him turn to you directly.

"Fine." He took a deep breath. "I just think we should go back."

Huh? You didn't see that one coming.

"We should?" You dared him.

"Yes."

Jungkook noticed that his monosyllabic posture did not please you. He saw you looking at him with a certain disdain after his short answers.

"Seriously, what's wrong with you?" You asked, feeling somehow offended by that behavior.

How could Jungkook explain to you? How was he supposed to tell you that this half-hour fuck had been the best fuck he'd ever had in his life. How to tell you he was on the brink of obsession over a girl he didn't even know if she had any kind of regard for him. He was feeling helpless, weak. He didn't even understand what the hell was going on in his head.

It wasn't supposed to be this good.

Of course, he wanted to fuck you, but not like this. It was supposed to be regular sex, like all the others.

Jungkook was acting that way because he knew he was utterly fucked.

"Nothing. Can we go?" He said, waiting for you by the door.

Until now, you felt like you could read him like a book but this time, you really didn't understand what went wrong for him to start acting like this. And you were getting angry at the fact that you wanted to know what the hell happened.

You tried not to show any reaction to the way he was treating you right after you had sex. You really tried to, but you failed miserably.

You frowned, scoffing. "You're an asshole."

Jungkook didn't even have the right to be upset by your words. He knew he was being an asshole. It was the only thing that he knew how to do perfectly.

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The drive back to college was quieter than usual.

On the way out, Jungkook had avoided talking because he didn't want anything you said to make him overthink, but now, on the way back, he realized that was impossible.

You were no longer admiring the city like the moment you had left college. Your posture was straight on the seat while your face remained motionless looking straight ahead.

Jungkook was driving a little more quickly, eager to get out of your company. He felt like he was suffocating with emotions that he didn't want to deal with.

As soon as Jungkook parked, he noticed some stares from vacant students outside.

"Dear God." He whispered to himself.