Senseless [JK x Reader] ✔️

Chapter 15

The weekend was the two days I'd been waiting for the most anticipated. I needed some time to relax both physically and mentally. As much as I've been full of work, the most draining thing was Jungkook. I might not want to admit it but out of everything going on with my life, he is the only one making everything even more confusing and unbearable in every possible and unspeakable way.

The morning after I dreamed about him, he was constantly on my mind, And even though everything was happening in my head, I kept feeling his touch on my skin, his hot breath hitting my cheek, and his deep voice, piercing through me like everything indeed happened. 

Like my imagination kept playing tricks on me and even if his presence was not physically near me, his effect on me had me hypnotized a lot more than I'd let out and even more than what should happen in the first place.

He has managed to put me in a position where no matter what I do, I need to include him in a way. No matter what I think, the last thought in my mind needs to be him, He has trapped me inside a vicious circle forcing me and unwilling into thinking, analyzing, and seizing him up. T

The way he talks acts and behaves or even drinks and eats. The way he always intimidates the human species the moment he enters the room or the way he demands to make any contact no matter the relationship you have with him. He lives for human interaction and yet when you are about to give a little more than what he asks, he shuts you and finds another prey to hunt.

"Lily! Are you ready? We are going to be late." Yoongi shouts from the other room, indicating that today I took way too long to get ready, something unusual of me since I'm always on time. But that must be another spell, effect, or I don't know how else to name it to show how Jugnkkok affects me slowly 

"Comming!" I get out of my room, grappling my bag from the usual spot I always it. "You look, beautiful sweetheart!" Yoongi compliments me, never letting me feel bad for taking more time to get ready.

"Thank you very much Yoongi!" I get to him and start tracing his  body, realizing that he wears comfy but still elegant clothes for our walk. After I do the same with Namjoon and compliment them both for their outfits, we are ready to go. We haven't really decided what and where we want to go and occupy ourselves for the rest of the day remaining. One thing for sure though is that I'm going to buy ref velvet no matter what. I need my happy candy more than ever.

The day has started with a hight enough temperature for the month we are in but as the sun kept disappearing, so did the hotness. We started started by walking down the street and talking about our week without having a specific destination in mind. Yoongi was walking from my left while Namjoon was on the opposite side, making me be in between and feeling the most protected.

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"For the last time Jin, I'm not going!" I shout at him as I've been trying to tell him to back off and leave me alone for the last fifteen minutes. No luck so far though since he hasn't stopped trying to persuade me to go out.

"I thought you were mad at me..." I tell him and cross my arms while watching him from my offices' chair. "I am, of course. But I'm also very intrigued to piss you off as you've been doing to me the past years, so no. Before you tell me to leave you because I'm supposed to be mad at you, well sorry to ruin that to you but that's not happening today buddy." He smirks and that instantly makes me want to erase that stupid expression off of his face.

"Now, get your lazy ass from the chair and let's go." He motions for me to rose from my sit and without being able to contradict, he drages me in my walk-in closet. In that moment, I regret telling him my password.

I groan when he starts using me like a kids' doll ready to have a fucking make-over and change into countless of clothes that don't even match.

"Why do I even have to change in the first place?" I question him, and he answers without stopping moving around me like a machine. "Because...No one goes out at six and  wears a suit on Saturtdau afternoon." He answers and I watch him struggling which shirt to choose.

"It's not as much of a difference as in one hand he holds a white channel t-shirt while on the other a black gucci shirt. "Just go with the black one..." I tell him, rolling my eyes at him and his silliness over shirts  and he immediately chooses the white leaving me stunned. I tsk at him actions and huff at him for having such a childish friend. "Seriously?" I ask and take the white shirt from his hand since he just kept staring at me, extending his arm and putting the shirt in front of my face. "Seriously, you always wear total black like you've been attending funerals your whole life. I'm surprised you even have some other colours in your closet."

"Whatever..."