Jikook: Nirvana (M)

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Requested by: Jiminkookiestanu
Rating: NC-17

Genre: Fluff

Seventeen year old Park Jimin was sitting on his desk, listening to his boring Algebra teacher, writing down variables and trying his best to bring his full attention to the classroom. Though he wasn't too fond of the class which was going on, it was at least much better than himself being outside the classrooms. Being hit by paperballs were much better than being pushed and punched in the hallways. Once in every five minutes, he would be hit by a paper rocket and he had gotten used to it. So, he had ignored it as usual. 

Lunch time was the worst time for him. Food and drinks would be thrown on him and he would be called derogatory terms. He neither had friends nor had anyone to support him. After school had ended, Jimin would usually find a bus to work. He lived in a broken home where his father was an alcoholic and his mother left the very household. Luckily, his father did not abuse him. But he did not care for him either. He simply sat with a beer bottle in hand and he would watch a baseball game or sleep with a number of women. Jimin was usually ignored and he found solace during his time alone. 

He had two things which kept him content. His large stuffed bear and his journal. He would treat them as his best friends and confide in them everyday. He hated school. But he had no other choice but to attend as he had a dream. It was to become a social worker and an activist to help those who are in need so that no one would suffer a traumatic childhood. He was very much aware about all the sufferings and he wanted to be a part of the change. 

One fine day, Jimin was about to head home, as usual when something different had happened. Instead of his bullies, a boy of sixteen stood with his soft eyes gazing down upon him. Jimin assumed that he was also one of those homophobic bullies and braced himself for a punch but instead, he was asked his name.

"P-Park Jimin." he replied.

"I am Jeon Jungkook and it's really nice to meet you." he said with a smile

Jimin found it a rarity to see people smiling at him. Taking it as a kind gesture, he smiled back. Jungkook extended his hand and Jimin shook it. For the next few hours, they held light conversations over street food and sat down at the park. It was mostly Jungkook doing the talking and Jimin listening. Jungkook was from his rival school and he really loved to sing and dance. He was in the school choir. Jimin had found Jungkook's bunny smile the most attractive. 

"Say, Jimin. You haven't told me much about yourself yet."

Jimin shrugged "My life isn't half as interesting as yours. You would call it boring."

Jungkook kept mum. But his curiosity didn't die down. All of a sudden, the bullies appeared in front of them.

"Hey faggot. Who's that pretty boy next to you?"

One of the bullies turned to Jungkook.
"Do you actually hang out with pussies like him?" He said and laughed

Jungkook pulled Jimin and headed away, only to be followed by the bullies who kept bickering and calling Jimin names. Jungkook immediately threw a punch at one of the bullies. While the rest were focused on the injured one, Jungkook took this as an opportunity, grabbed Jimin and ran towards his house.

His house was quite big and his parents and brother would not be at home, most of the time. Jimin looked around in awe.
After making himself comfortable at Jungkook's bed, Jimin finally spoke up.

"This is such a beautiful house. I've never come inside a house this big before."

Jungkook gave out a small chuckle and Jimin continued "My house is more or less like a matchbox and my mother ran away when I was little. My father is an alcoholic and I am not too sure what he does. He doesn't do me any harm, though. I work at a café from 4 pm to 11pm including weekends."

Jungkook listened with patience and was keen to know why Jimin was getting bullied.  As if Jimin read his mind, he answered his thought.
"I came to a realization that I am a homosexual. Though I have no regrets about opening up, people started calling me terms and I never had any friends. Nobody ever loved me. This is my long, boring story."

Jungkook was homosexual too and he was afraid to open up. He was amazed by the strength and courage Jimin had and wished for the same. He caressed Jimin's cheek and they locked eyes. Within seconds, Jimin smashed his lips on Jungkook's and their lips danced in perfect rhythm. Both of them had attained their nirvana and they had no mind to stop. After a few minutes, they were lying bare with Jungkook on top of Jimin and their eyes were locked while they made love. It was Jimin's happiest moment and he thought nothing could get better than this. Jungkook found his release inside Jimin and Jimin shot off his load all over his stomach.

After cleaning themselves up, they drifted off into dreamland hugging each other and they finally fell in love. Jimin finally had someone to love him and it was the first time he was having a peaceful sleep, knowing someone was there for him.
He didn't have any regrets on skipping work for the first time.
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Author's note

I just realized how cringe worthy this is.
This story was requested by my best friend who is a die hard Jikook shipper.
Ily bishhh and I hope you liked my story. :")

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