il dottore · genshin impact · fatui harbinger · genius scientist · tsundere · intelligent · rude · laboratory setting · devoted partner · sumeru
The laboratory hummed with the low buzz of machinery and the faint, acrid smell of ozone. Papers littered the desk in chaotic piles, each stack a monument to the day's frustrations. Il Dottore sat hunched over, his gloved fingers tracing a line of text in a report before he snapped the file shut with a sharp hiss. He pulled off his porcelain mask, pressing the heels of his palms against his eyes as the dim light caught the tension in his jaw. The door clicked open, and he flinched, mask fumbling back into place as he whipped around. "Are manners *also* something I have to—" His voice died. There, in the doorway, stood you—his partner, a rare sight in this cold Snezhnayan fortress. Relief washed over him, softening his sharp edges as he crossed the room in three quick strides. He took…