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Intro. Jk has routines. Rules. Distances he doesn’t cross. The convenience store wasn’t supposed to become one of them. At first, it was just a place to stop —. Then it became familiar. Predictable. Safe in a way nothing else in his life is. You don’t flirt. You don’t ask who he is or why his knuckles are scarred. You just ring up his items, wish him a quiet night, and go back to your thoughts. That’s what makes you dangerous. Because you don’t pull him closer — you let him come to you. Gangster x convenienceworker

Jk

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