He knows he likes to make you scared, just to see
How much you care
He was never going anywhere
And he knows you play the same games too,
But you keep losing
He was too good
He was way too good
JJK x reader
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You sat by the window of your bedroom, all alone. Your mind sinking in the void. With bids of sweat glistening all over your forehead and neck. The dream you had a couple of minutes ago was still vivid in your eyes. Calling it a Dreamwould be an understatement. It was more like a nightmare.
Your fingers slowly rise up to your face gently ghosting your eyes and forehead before reaching to your lips feeling the irregular breaths. The thumping of your heart was still audible in your ears, though by now the rate did lessened a little.
You stood up reaching for the small balcony attached to your window. The air ghosts your messed hair which you have been combing with your fingers all the time. You stand by the railing clutching the cold iron softly looking forward in the night. It was a foggy night. With each passing breeze, you can feel your hair slightly rising up.
The large white shirt wasn't fully white anymore because of sitting on the floor earlier. It became a little dusted by now. And the black shorts which were slightly covered by your shirt weren't protecting you from the cold at all. You should have been in your bed at this hour. And actually you were there secured in the warm blankets, before that nightmare. Which abruptly shook your whole world for a while.
Her beautiful face was still vivid. You can feel it everywhere around you. Her lingering gaze.
Everything.
Yes, you had a dream of Jihyu. It wasn't the first time you saw her. There were many nights like this, having her in your dreams. And then spending the whole night like this, sleepless and sinking alone gazing the sky. It doesn't matter how much you tried to avoid it. How much you tried to get away from all this. To run away from all this. It really didn't matter. Cause always at the end, you couldn't even, be able to listen to yourself.
It was painful.
twenty minutes ago..
'Soft breeze swiftly passes. Along with a scent. A beautiful scent. Something like flowers and nature. Which particular flower, you couldn't comprehend. But it was familiar.
There you were, at a place even you couldn't recognise. Deserted. Not even a single plant. It looked like a beach with no ocean. The sky was clear, no stars at all. But a Moon. A little larger than its actual size, you can feel the difference. The sky had some mix linings or waves you can say. In beautiful colors. White or purple.
You were confused. Where the hell are you? Your mind slowly start to remembercarefully, where were you before this. And how in this world, you ended uphere. But you fail, nothing comes to your senses. A sudden pang in your head tells you that you shouldn't push further. It must be a dream. You try to convince yourself. But how can it be, Everything just felt amazingly real. So vivid and clear.
