Bad Boy ⭐ Jikook

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                   Jimin's POV

I'm just an average student, going to an average school and living on an average world. Or so I thought. There was something wrong with me, and I soon found this out in elementary school when almost every kid who went to school bullied me.

They saw my special needs as something to laugh at so they used that as a target and did so every single day. It got worse as the days progressed and I got bigger and grew up. I have a phobia, a mental illness that causes people to look past it and laugh. It's called Aphenphosmphobia. It's really hard to say but all I know is that it means I'm afraid of being touched. I'm absolutely terrified of the idea and I don't think I could ever get passed the idea of me being skin to skin with another human being.

Anyway's, around high school it had gotten alot worse. I usually sat in the washroom stalls to eat my lunch or I would find spots in the school that nobody would go, like the roof or the gymnasium and spend my time crying or wallowing in my own fear.

Nobody cared. Especially the fuckboy Jeon Jeongguk, and I knew that very well. All the students who attended this school would call me names like "fag!", "Freak!" Or "Queer" and the list goes on. They even tell me to go suck some more dick. I'm not even gay! Or in love with anybody for that matter! I'm old-school so if I was in love, I would want it to be with someone who was sweet and actually cared deeply about me, didn't judge me for anything, gave me all my firsts in the most heart-melting ways and swooned me. If I can find someone like that, then I'd be happy. Maybe they'd even accept my phobia... maybe.. The bell rang starting my first class, math. I was walking down the halls, ignoring the everyday comments I get from people.

  "Hey faggot! Lookin' good, are you trying to impress someone today?"

                    "Slut!"

"Why do you even exist? Fucking disgusting, and useless!"

"Go slit your wrists some more attention whore!"

   "I mean he's cute, but he's not Jungkook so his dick is probably small, haha~!"

 
"Go die! Worthless piece of shit"

Yup, seemed pretty normal to me. I closed my eyes, letting everybody around me disappear, along with their judging eyes and all of a sudden I couldn't breathe. I opened my eyes to a pair of chocolate brown eyes, they were squinted and looked like they were burning with anger. It was Jeon Jeongguk, the biggest fuckboy of this school. He had his knee in-between my legs and touching my crotch and his hand was on my neck, his surprisingly dainty fingers fit around it perfectly. His other hand was keeping me from getting out of this situation by blocking my other and only side of freedom and air.

I felt like screaming. I was being touched! He was touching me! Someone else's skin was on my skin. It was so warm and smooth. His slightly tanned skin compared to my milky white skin was so different but that wasn't what kept me from screaming, it was how he stared at me. His eyes had this small gleam to it. It was beautiful...

  I blinked my eyes a couple of times to snap out of it and I finally tried my best to break free but their was absolutely no use. "W-what do you want!" I croaked out along with a small stutter, gasping for air as his touch started eating away at my mind.

"For you to never fucking touch me again! Watch where you are going you slut!" Jungkook spat as his eyes held something cold and fierce. His expression never changing as he spoke such cold words. I swallowed hard, feeling as if there was a lump in my throat. I didn't understand what he was talking about.

  "J-Jungkoo-!" I started coughing and choking as he squeezed my neck, cutting off my air passageways. I struggled as he continued, showing absolutely no sympathy. I moved around and each time I did, I would feel his knee against my crotch, it felt like I was grinding against it and I let out a loud, unwanted moan because of it. My face went immediately flushed and Jungkook stopped choking me, finally allowing me to breathe. I noticed other students were standing around taking pictures of the scene and recording on their cellphones. Giggling and calling out my name...well the names they gave me. Especially the beloved word "fag."

I felt fresh tears roll down my cheeks as this was happening. Nobody cares, they are all bystanders who enjoy when I'm suffering. Who only like the one who is facing me. The fuckboy. They all love it when the loser is in pain and scared for his life, but if poor Jungkook is in pain, 'Somebody call the doctor!' It's bullshit! And I'm too weak and emotional to say anything. Jungkook was still now just staring at me. His lips parted slightly after hearing me moan. It wasn't something I wanted, but since when did that stop people or life from doing the things they did to me? The only good memory I have left is my mom. She always kept me smiling, but she passed away from an illness, I then moved in with my two best friends, they are Jung Hoseok and Min Yoongi. They help me now pay rent for my shitty apartment. I'm grateful to have them in my life but they don't know about the bullying or the- nevermind.

                Jungkook's POV

I can't believe he just moaned. Is he seriously a secret masochist? He loves when I choke him? What the fuck is wrong with this faggot! Should I play around with him? I think I should! Make him my little boy toy until I get bored. I always do anyways. He seems like a huge loser who could be a little gay submissive for his daddy. I wonder if he's got any other kinks and fetishes. I'd love to try them out. I can't believe I'm going to play around with the biggest loser in the school. Hmph, everybody can kiss my ass, I can do as I please!

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Authors note~

Hey! How was that first chapter? Sad right? Poor Jimin. Hmm, I wonder what will happen to our poor baby in the next chapter. Stay tuned~

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