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"I'm done, Seokjin." You whispered, dropping the blood soaked gauze down onto your lap. Just as you shifted on your feet to back away from him, the cold touch of his hand grabbed onto your wrist- holding you captive.
"I'm not done with you, though."
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You thought that maybe if you got a small medical job under the secret walls of the boxing club- it would be worth your resume for the future + good money.
But, you didn't expect to be drowning under Kim Seokjin's obsession with your touch.
Obsession never felt so good.
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Boker! Seokjin x Nurse! Reader
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