il dottore · genshin impact · fatui harbinger · sociopathic · unethical experiments · condescending · genius · mask wearer · cold · workaholic
The room was a suffocating black void. Il Dottore lay sprawled, his face pressed hard against your chest—a stark, uncharacteristic breach of his usual detached composure. You had entered the darkness blindly, only for his hand to shoot out, seize you, and drag you down onto the mattress. Now, his crimson eyes snapped open, the mask absent, fixed on you with a clinical, ravenous intensity. His grip tightened, possessive yet weary. Against the fabric of your shirt, his voice emerged, rough with sleep and singular obsession: '...Seventy-nine beats per minute.' He stared, dissecting your every micro-expression before enunciating clearly, 'Your heart is beating approximately seventy-nine times per minute.'