Senseless [JK x Reader] ✔️

Chapter 1

"No matter how blind people are about their feelings, the heart knows what it wants even with eyes closed."

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"Look who is here for you my babe! And he has a little surprise for my little bean! Let's go sit with him on the sofa. He wants to show you something fascinating."

"Are you sure you want to do this? I don't think it's fair for a little kid like him to go through this. At least not because of what has happened to you."

The woman looked at the man in annoyance without saying anything. She took the little boy in her arms and they both sat on the couch. "You know my answer won't change. He needs to be aware of these awful creatures who tend to destroy everything. This is the only way so don't waste your time persuading me, it's not gonna happen." The man took a deep breath and started the procedure. His every movement was slow. He didn't appreciate what the woman wanted but it was her choice and he couldn't do much even if he wanted to.

The mother took her baby in her arms, holding it tight on her lap. The little boy was looking at the man's movements carefully. Of course, he couldn't understand a thing. He was too young for that, but it didn't stop him. The little boy's curiosity was shown in his doe black eyes.

"Everything is ready. We can start." The man informed the impatient woman.

In the room full of darkness the only form of light was a projector. It was put specifically to be in front of the young boy to look at and nothing else."You can start, I don't want to waste any more time." The irritated tone in her voice was clear so the man just shut up and did what he was paid for.

"Hello, my sweet boy. Let me show you something wonderful. I'm sure you'll love it!" The man's voice caught the kid's attention.

The projector started playing, showing pictures of women of different skin colors, heights, ages, and emotions. The little boy was looking carefully without any expression on his youthful face. After the short video was over, it started playing again. Only this time there was something different. With each passing picture, a very loud and scary sound pierced his small and fragile ears. It was so loud that even the woman gasped the first time she heard it. It took her off guard.

Surely, it didn't take long for the innocent boy to start crying. His sobs weren't even close to the sound the projector was making but it was loud enough to show that the plan was working.

With every picture that was passing, the sound was becoming more triggering for the little boy making him cry harder. His sobs were turning into bawls.

When the video was over the only thing you could hear in the room were whimpers.

"Are you sure it worked?" The blond woman broke the silence but not the boy's whimpers." I'm one hundred percent sure." The man replied, getting his stuff ready to leave.

The woman didn't say anything back and took the little boy in her arms putting him on his bed without trying to calm him down.

She opened the door for the man to get out without really caring about the sobs which were heard from the other room.

When the man was about to leave he whispered to the crazy woman he decided to work for" The Little Albert Experiment is made to demonstrate conditioning that could be used to create a phobia.-

-And you just did..."

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The abrupt movements of the young man waking up, sweating, and panting didn't wake up the unknown woman right next to him. Of course, she wouldn't, she was too wasted.

Another long night, being woken up by the same nightmare. It won't stop. He knows that well. The sad part? He's all alone in his dark penthouse with nothing but himself to reassure him that everything will be alright.

It's the same damn thing as it was back then. "He thinks to himself" The young boy was left alone on his little bed crying. Even now, it still hasn't changed a thing. The jet-black-haired man is unable to do anything. Just like then. Some things just never change.

He decided to get out of his glorious room. He took a pair of grey pants and went to his balcony. It's a chilly night but his body can't identify the low temperature.

When he woke up it was 4 am but there were many cars outside. Probably going home after clubbing for hours. He would be one of them if he hadn't found that chick.

It's the same routine every single night. Wake up from his nightmare, go outside to get some air, and get zoned out by his penthouse's luxurious view.

The view is magnificent, but what's the point of having it if you have no one to share it with?

Once again the driving cars caught his attention, wondering about the people who were inside them. Who were they? Where were they going...?

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"Come on! You have to admit that it wasn't as bad as you thought it would be!" The honey-haired boy tried to convince his friend otherwise.

"It could have been worse, but it still was an awful experience. At least now you won't have to drag me to places like that again since I have a clear view about clubs" The co-driver replied.

As much as she didn't want to upset her friend, her time there was dramatic. She still couldn't believe how people enjoyed spending their time and money on clubs and drinks to have fun. She could have stayed home and continued this intriguing sculpture she started and hasn't managed to finish yet.

"I don't know about you but I liked it. The last time I went out to have fun was weeks ago and a drink was exactly what I needed." The honey-haired boy spoke once again.

His words were true though. He only had one drink since he is the driver and as much as he wanted more he still had in mind that he had to bring back home not one, but two lives.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night, distraction boy. I know for sure I'm not going to step into that place again. Or anything with loud music, many drunk people, and alcohol for that matter." The pessimistic girl wouldn't change her perspective about those horrific places and the boy was aware of it. But even if he wanted to show her the good side of going out and having fun with a little help of a good drink, he knew his best friend's opinion wouldn't change.

"Let's put some music on to listen to because I don't think we'll be able to agree on something before dawn. Any ideas?" The honey-haired boy asked the girl waiting for her answer even though he knew what she would choose. "You know I'll always pick 'Falling', you don't even have to ask me Namjoonie" Her small giggles filled the car.

"You are right, I was just hoping you would have found another song to be obsessed with," Namjoon replied. "Luck is not on your side, so put aside and let me play this masterpiece."

"Alright miss, excuse me for wasting your precious time without listening to your favorite song..." This time her best friend joined her and they both laughed together.

"Come on darling, put the song on! Don't torture me."

"It's not that easy Joonie! You are always the one to start the songs and I have no idea how to do it!" The frustrated girl expressed her struggles

"Let me help you, It only takes a minute to-" "NAMJOONIE WATCH OUT!"