Often | JJK

九

I could not have said whether it was the sound of the rain outside making me nervous or simply the fact that I had no idea where the two boys were.

I only knew that Jeongguk was in a very bad state and couldn't be alone, while Taehyung was going to take Jimin, who was left without a car because of Jeongguk.

So the real question was:

What the hell is wrong in Jeongguk?

I held the book tightly in my hands, caressing the rough pages every 3 seconds, which managed to convey tranquility. I loved everything that was peaceful, not agitated. Books, rain and the smell of coffee in the morning. That was the reason why I felt like a big fat wrong piece of puzzle in the middle of one full of missing pieces. I hated their lifestyle, their senses of life were senseless.

I tapped on the wet and damp glass of the window, staring at the reflection of my finger on it. Three empty cups of coffee stood by my side that should have prevented me from falling asleep.

It was all black outside, impossible to see what could happen on the other side of the glass.

I almost fainted when I heard strong slamming against the door.

I put my hand over my heart to calm myself down.

What the hell?

I felt the urgent need to escape from the back door, but the repeating slamming did not stop, leaving me petrified.

Whoever was right there, the person had no mercy for the door.

I sighed deeply, gathering the little courage I had, going towards the door.

I widened my eyes, for the horror that I found myself in front of me, while I recognized without doubt the slender body of Jeongguk but attached to more smaller another one.

They were not kissing. They were devouring their faces.

He had his big hands on her back, pulling her toward him. She was touching him everywhere, and I wondered how she could not scratch him with her long, fake nails. She had an indecent makeup like the clothes she wore, and she could not have been less than thirty years old, a fact that made me shudder.

I could not find words to explain the discomfort I felt at that moment.

I couldn't not describe how stupid I felt, standing in front of them.

"You can at least pretend, that you like it."

She distanced herself, pouting.

What the actual fuck.

Jeongguk didn't seem connected at all.

"What time is it?"

He was incredibly pale and sweat was visible on his glowing face and it wasn't for the make out session for sure.

His eyes.

He had Bambi eyes.

Red bloodshot Bambi eyes.

I wanted to disappear from earth, when I saw her hand slowly sliding towards his pants.

"2 am, why baby boy?" She innocently fluttered her extreme long fake lashes.

I shouldn't be here.

"You can't stay."

His husky voice was severe, it seemed almost that he spat out the words.

She gave him a confused look, she couldn't comprehend his sudden behavior.

I remembered the rule they established;
all girls had to leave at 1 am. This made me kind of smile.