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Patch Me Up ✧⁠

• Mafia boss's son x Doctor!GN!Reader

• Hello! It's my first time writing and posting something lol. Hope you enjoy!

You were bored. Extremely bored.

You thought that working as a doctor for the mafia would be more... busy. More bruises, cuts and broken bones for you to fix, it's why you joined in the first place. But as you've come to find out, members of the mafia aren't just some wannabes in back alleys who are always looking for a fight but instead professionals who have perfected the art of violence.

You sighed, what was the point of you joining if no one's getting hurt? You just spend your days wandering around HQ and sometimes chatting with the boss, who has taken a liking to you since the day you saved him, but that's a story for another time. You groaned, plopping down on the medical bed and pulling out your phone, you had nothing else to do anyway. You were just about to beat the level 487 of candy crush when you heard voices outside your clinic. You stood up and approached the door when it suddenly flew open.

The boss dragged a young man, who had bloodied fists and a bruise on his cheek, by the ear into your clinic. The two of them were yelling at each other when you coughed to get their attention. You glanced at the clock, "Good afternoon sir, who's the patient behind you?" The boss sighed, pulling the young man in front of him "My son, moron ran off and got into a fight, do be a dear and fix this idiot up will you?" the young man rolled his eyes and clicked his tongue, refusing to look at you "I don't need help, old man". The boss hit the back of his head, earning a hiss from the young man "Don't call me an old man," The boss glanced at you "I'll leave this to you (Y/N)" then he left hurriedly.

"The boss is busy isn't he?" You chuckled, you motioned the bed behind you "Do take a seat, name's (Y/N) by the way" the guy reluctantly sat down "Killian" he gritted out. You pulled out your supply of medical supplies "Hold out your hands for me yeah?".

As you fixed Killian up, he (surprisingly) initiated some conversation... If you consider asking you questions in random bursts and staring at your face for an uncomfortably long time a conversation. "How old are you?" then a long pause, "What's your favorite color" then another pause. This weird interaction went on until you finished tending to his wounds. You stretched your arms when you were done "You're all set, you shouldn't use your hands too much or touch the bruise so that they'll heal quicker". Killian stood up and hurriedly walked towards the door before pausing and scratching the back of his neck "...Thanks" and then he left.

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Like always, you were lounging in your clinic dejectedly. The only person you treated this last week was just Killian, no one else came to your clinic after. Just then, you heard the door click open.

"Hello~ what do you ne- Killian? Did you get hurt again?" You went over to him, moving around him and checking for injuries. Killian on the other hand looked... flustered? You noticed his reddening face and pressed a hand to his forehead "Are you sick? Do you have a fever?"

Killian clicked his tongue, turning his head to the side "I'm not sick" He scratched his neck "...Here. I don't like owing people" He pulled out a small box. You took it and opened it, inside was a piece of jewelry that you mentioned to him in your awkward interaction a few days earlier, it even had a gem that was your favorite color. You stood frozen for a little bit before giving him a smile "...You didn't have to-" "Just take it, I already said I don't like owing people" Killian turned on his heel and walked out... but not before you catch a glimpse of his ears flushed red.

✧⁠*⁠。Feel free to give constructive criticism :P

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Hello! Welcome to my blog :)

✧⁠*⁠。About Me :P

- You can call me Red!

- I get nervous when talking or replying to people so please be patient :')

- I'm 21 and confused about my gender (⁠〒⁠﹏⁠〒⁠)

- I wanna try and write stories n stuff :P