Blindfolded by Mr. Jeon (Jikook)

67. Who in his family is called Jimin

Mr. Seokjin waited until all other students left then approached him sending him a worried gaze.

"Jimin, I see that something really bad is happening with you," Mr. Seokjin began to speak twisting his insides.

"I'm fine," muttered Jimin.

"I'm your form tutor, I deeply care about my students and I can't simply watch what is happening to you. You need professional help Jimin."

Jimin's heart began to pound against his chest.

"Can you please accept my help? That is the number to a great therapist. I have spoken to her about you and she is willing to work with you, but you're an adult so only you can make the first step towards healing. Please, at last consider that opportunity," Mr. Seokjin held a professionally looking card his way.

"Thanks for the try but I don't have money for that," hissed Jimin.

"I will pay for your therapy," said Mr. Seokjin looking him in the eyes when Jimin's jaw trembled.

"Why?" He stuttered.

"Because I care for you, you're my student, one of my best and most hard working students. You deserve a chance for a better future. Please consider it."

Jimin bit his lip to not to let the tears out, his gaze falling on Jungkook's empty spot, that was always opening a hollow of pain inside him, as he missed Jungkook's smile, the glitter in his eyes, his voice, smell, big warm palms, the taste of his kiss, falling asleep in his arms, feeling so safe, like he will never ever feel again.

"I know you haven't been the same since Jungkook left," whispered Mr. Seokjin and Jimin's tears came against his will.

"I hate him so much," he muttered.

"The second thing I decided to do is to make an all teachers' gathering this week about expelling Junoh from school. I should have acted earlier, but I will do everything to never allow a bully like him to finish senior year."

"What?" Jimin looked up at his teacher all stunned.

Was that real? Was there another person beside Hoseok willing to help him. Why?

"Please consider giving yourself this chance and calling the therapist," Mr. Seokjin looked at the card so Jimin grabbed it out of his hand taking the backpack then storming out of the classroom.

Why was that happening? Why couldn't they all ignore him like before Jungkook has entered his life. It has been way easier to always be rejected not to be loved and stuff...

"Park! Are you crying because you have swallowed to many d* last night," he heard Junoh's offensive tone, his blood boiling so he stopped looking straight at the boy.

"You know what Junoh shut the fuck up, no one wants to listen to your bullshit. You can as well die, no one would care," hissed Jimin passing him walking between the stunned students who were all escaping from his way, and to his surprise Junoh said nothing.

"Is dad home?" Asked Jimin sticking his head into the kitchen the next morning.

It was a long Saturday morning, he has wished to stay in his room but his stomach was growling, so he sneaked downstairs, fortunately there was just mum in there.
The TV loud, the presenter reading the latest news.

"Dad went fishing won't be back until evening," she said turning the TV louder. "Take out the rubbish. Ah, and there has been a letter for you, it's on the coffee table."

A letter? From whom? Jimin's insides twisted abruptly but he walked to the cupboard underneath the sink to take the trash bag.

Last afternoon he has called the therapist and scheduled a meeting for Monday.

"The impressive Jimin Telescope has started to be built today by Jeon Enterprise on the Mars Station, this is the first and biggest human made project in space on that scale. It can change the history of space exploration..." read out the presenter when Jimin froze looking up at the TV screen to see Mr. Dahee showing some simulation and presenting the project, Jimin's heart a mess especially as there were pictures of those impressive Jeon towers and the huge Mars Station. "The Jimin Telescope..." said Mr. Dahee when mum sighed.

"I wonder who in his family is called Jimin," she said reaching for her coffee cup.

I'm not his family and he has freaking lost his mind, thought Jimin hurrying out of the kitchen walking towards the coffee table to rumble through the letters and find the one addressed to him, sent by the art school, his heartbeat becoming rapid as seeing the rejection now will kill the last hope in his life, so he hid the letter in the back pocket of his jeans then rushed outside with the trash bag opening the front door but it banged against something.

"What's..." Jimin opened it a bit further walking outside to freeze as there were two boxes lying on the doormat, one with the description 'pleasure', the second with 'solution' written on it.

Jimin's heart skipped a beat, he looked up behind the gate but there was no one, no Suga's or Jungkook's car. Was that some stupid prank they wanted to play on him. Really, calling the telescope with his name, bringing that here, wasn't it too much?

He's so stupid, I hate him even more each day, thought Jimin ignoring the mad tingling in his insides when he put the trash bag aside crouching down to open the pleasure box and see a bright blue dildo, heat storming to his face.

For real Mr. Jeon?
Jimin Telescope, a vibrator in the 'Pleasure' box, what's next?

Thank you so much for your beautiful words and support. I hope you enjoyed the chapter. What do you think about Seokjin's offer, Jimin finding out about the telescope and the things he has came across on his doorstep? What's in Solution box?

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