Unwanted Bondage 2¦Kim Taehyung x Reader

=Heal My Heart=

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(A/n: I'll add scientific terms' definitions at the end of each chapter when used)

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"I-"

"I don't know him, what do you mean?" you chuckled nervously through your lie. 

"How did you know his blood group then? I don't remember any test being carried out for knowing his blood type," he had this intimidating curiosity in his voice that got you to catch some feels here and there again. Bad timing though.

"Oh uh-" "You there?" "Yeah- I mean- You actually came late. I forgot to tell everyone too, I ran a strip test, I forgot to enter it in the record because of the adrenaline rush at the moment... haha..." "Oh, is that so?.... Okay Dr Salvatore, thank you!" he reacted, still in doubts you could make out. "Right, bye!" you said and ended the call screaming, "SHIT!" and threw your phone on the couch.

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(1 week later)

(SLIMS, Saar)

(Room 305, VIP Branch)

"I SAID I WANT TO SEE HER!" the man growled even though he was in gnawing pain. "Sir, calm down please, she'll be back here soon. She's off duty right now," the male nurse tried to cool his temper while dealing with the shithead, and that's when he shrieked again, "I SA-" "What's going on?" Namjoon came in and gave the male nurse and the patient a very stern look. 

He walked closer to the bed and asked the nurse to leave. "So...." he took a look at his chart that was attached to his bed, "Mr Kim Taehyung, I am Dr Kim Namjoon, tell me, what happens to be the reason of your abrupt actions of nervous ailment that seems like common anger management issues but also accompanied by the characteristic of being highly arrogant and treating people who help you like garbage.... or ... do you treat them like what YOU actually are....?" he gave a kind smile mixed with a smirk. "DID YOU JUST CALL ME GARBAGE?" he shot. "Mmmmmm..... people hear what they feel is right, so, you DO think you are garbage... whoops-" he chuckled. 

"I'm sure I'll be leaving a complaint before leaving, regarding the staff to the chairman." Taehyung said, reacting to which Namjoon let out a huge laugh, "Well, good for you, I'm sure my father will hear about this then." "Stop throwing Malfoy dialogues and get me, my doctor," he spat looking away arrogantly. "Well, FYKI, the chairman of this hospital IS indeed my father and your doctor is off duty right now. I can run a check-up if you feel uneasy." "No-" he surprisingly said in a calm manner. "Please just send my doctor here once she arrives." "Alright, will do, don't be an ass to her, she's a great person, I'll be the first one to enter a stake into your heart if she complains," he was about to leave after that warning when he turned back and said, "I'm sorry about that but mate, chillo!" he smiled and went away. Taehyung let out a scoff but smiled hanging his head low and then shoving his face into his pillow while jumping on the bed on his stomach, "OW!"

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(10 am)

"Mornin' Sam!" you entered the hospital while greeting everyone in your way. Once you reached your office on the second floor, you saw Namjoon."Hi Joonie!" you shrieked like a baby and hugged him. "Hey princess," his face lit up seeing you and he hugged you back. "Mmm.. missed you!!!" he hummed and you chuckled, "Why? Couldn't live without me for 10 hours?" "O believe me, I would've survived but a patient caused serious ruckus asking for you" "Oh! Sorry, who?" "Come, I'll take you," he said holding your hand. "'Kay---"