That didn't change anything, you were his, you loved him—you were his girlfriend, right?

Back in his apartment, under the covers next to you, both bodies still warm from the previous activities...it was nothing out of the ordinary, it didn't even seem to have been an act of affection or love, it was more like a de-stress.

Jungkook sighed with his gaze on the ceiling, barely noticing your presence, waiting for your voice to sound asking him to stay that night, and hug you, preparing to say no as always. But those words did not come, and nothing more than a couple of agitated breaths were heard from your body, who silently got out of bed, dressing you immediately.

One side was happy that he wouldn't have to make excuses to get you out of there, but the other hurt to realize how used you were to his shitty behavior with you.

A strange feeling of worry and almost sadness crossed Jungkook's body as he looked at you, noticing your changes more and more, but he didn't care he...he didn't care...he was fine with that.

"are you okay?" He asked sitting on the bed, trying to hide the unpleasant feeling growing in his stomach with a serious expression.