Teacher's pet | Jikook FF

9.

"ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒
𝑎 𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑐𝑎𝑔𝑒"

the next day came, and jimin's mind was a mess, his lips missed jungkook's touch and as the time passed by, he became more and more needier for him. it was funny, because jimin knew he wasn't in jungkook's mind. how did he know? well, jimin had sent a message to jungkook as he had found his phone number from the school's website. it's probably easy to guess, that the younger hadn't received a message back.

jimin was sitting in a hallway, studying for maths as he sighed desperately. because of jungkook he had lost all of his concentration. it wasn't fair. "fucking.. jungkook.." he mumbled to himself, packing his books away as he noticed his lunch break had began. he had time to go to home now - he was trying to avoid jungkook so the last place where he wanted to eat was the cafeteria where jungkook would be.

as the blonde male got back to his house, he glanced at the clock. he had about 45 minutes until he would have to go back. suddenly, a loud thump was heard from the upstairs. jimin thought he was alone, but there was someone else as well.

"jimin.. are you here? don't move an inch, son." his father's raspy and clearly drunk voice was heard as jimin's whole body froze.

he had been living with his father for eight years now. he's an alcoholic, and is barely at home. meaning, jimin has to pay the bills and work to be able to live. that's not all, jimin's father is really homophobic and once he caught jimin in the same bed with a guy. he hit jimin, yelled at him and told him that he was sick and mentally ill.

jimin was afraid, he had been avoiding his father well, but now it seemed like he had failed.

"i-i'm here.. what is it, dad?" he asked, wanting to just run away as soon as possible.

his father arrived downstairs, looking at jimin with anger. "you.. son of a bitch, how do you dare to come to my house while carrying all the sins on your back?!" he yelled at him, grabbing jimin by the collar as he pushed him against the wall.

"i-i live here d-dad.. i've been here.. every day.. you just haven't.." he explained, only to receive a punch on his face.

"pack your stuff and get your faggot ass out of here! you're not welcomed here ever again, i didn't raise my son to be a whore!" he snapped at jimin, spitting on his face before roughly dropping the boy down as he walked away.

tears were flowing down jimin's cheeks as he quickly got up despite his body hurting. he wiped his face as he ran into his bedroom to pack his stuff. he was desperate, he had no house now. he knew who he was gonna go for help.

the small male packed everything necessary into two backpacks as he then ran out of the house, just running and running, with no end. he definitely wasn't going back to school. but to get to the person he needed right now, he'd have to go and wait for him outside of the school.

jimin went behind the school building where the parking spot was as well, he knew he'd see him there. he sat down in a corner, surrounded by his bags as he just waited and waited. he had a job, so he wasn't out of money but, he didn't have enough of money to afford his own apartment. so, the person was his only hope right now. he couldn't even go to any of his friends, because their parents would just call jimin's dad and send him back to home. no way, he wasn't going there anymore.

after a few hours, school ended and jimin saw some teachers leaving as well. jimin stood up, grabbing his bags as he waited for that someone to arrive. he had still a bit teary eyes, and his lip was bloody because of the punch. his hair was a mess and his eyes were swollen. he just needed some help.

as he saw the male coming out from the building, jimin quickly walked over to him and looked him up in his eyes. "i need your help, jackson."

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my mental stability be going wild so ahahah sorry for not updating for awhile, i still love you all <3

-beanseok 💘