Hands Colder Than His Heart (Dottore x Reader)

Prolouge

Getting out of that meeting was the most important thing on his mind, making sure to take all the longest routes down the hall all Dottore wanted was to skip this meeting. He knew what he needed so why have a whole meeting to address it?

While lost in his self-pitying internal monologue he saw the classic brown coat pass by him, but it had maroon red symbols on the sleeves. Goggles hung around your neck and a pair of tools and keys swung at your hip, clearly a sign of someone in the robotics department, and with your amount of trinkets on your body you were someone of high respect and status in the lab.

Turning towards you Dottore caught up to you and slapped his hand on your shoulder, you flinched and looked back at him with panicked eyes. Amused by your face Dottore coughed his laughter away, he talked as he pulled something out his pocket, " Get me a coffee or really anything to awaken my spirts, " He placed a hefty pouch of Mora into your hand, " Oh and go ahead and get yourself something, *doll.* "

Without another word Dottore pocketed his hands into his long coat and kept walking towards the meeting room, still stunned by the encounter you finally managed to speak up. " Where -*uh*- do you want me to put your things? " You shouted down the hall before he got out of range.

Dottore paused and turned his upper body towards you, " My office, now- " That's when he realized you had zero idea what to get him, poor you must've been panicking knowing full well if you upset him then he could very well do as he pleased with your dead body.

Pulling out a pen from his pocket he came towards you and put his palm facing up, waiting for you to do the same. Once you got the message you gave silent apologies and copied his action, Dottore uncapped the pen and began writing on the palm of you hand. You let an awkward smile slip onto your lips as the feeling was beginning to make your nervous.

He tapped your palm once he was done writing the order of his drink on your hand, once he noticed the concerned look on your face he couldn't help but smile as pathetic you looked right now. " Never knew you robotics brats were so timid."Watching your cheeks flush red he placed a gloved hand on your hair and roughly mess with it.

This was definitely a new discovery for him, someone from a department with its occupants being one of the most stuck up people he's ever met, yet there's you. Timid, scared, helpless.

Needless to say you were catching his attention rapidly, taking his hand off of your head you shook it slightly to get your hair back into place. Pushing a few strands that had gone astray you looked up at the harbinger, " I feel the same way about them, believe me they're insufferable. " The corners of your mouth lifted into a soft smile, you bowed quickly and speed walked towards the exit of the Fatui base.

Dottore realized he didn't even get your name, he also realized the meeting was about to end in less than five minutes. Rolling his eyes he decided it wasn't important if one of the recruits didn't come to fetch him, Pantalone would come into his office and explain it to him as always.

Taking the path back to his office he watched as the new recruits scrambled around the halls, boxes and papers filling their arms as they tried their best to look professional in front of a harbinger. Maneuvering his way through the crowd to his office Dottore slid his coat off and threw it on the couch.

Getting to work on his plans for the next couple of weeks he heard a knock.

YOU got back to the base about twenty minutes later, the streets were busier than usual today. Still wondering how Dottore even got the idea to start doing that as his usual order you brushed it off when you finally got to the entrance to the lab.

Knocking on the door you heard it go silent before the door opened, but not by Dottore. What greeted you was another one of the harbingers, Pantalone, he looked pleasantly surprised to see you. You helped with security features at his bank from time to time so he definitely knew you face, " Ms. Y/N, what pleasure do I have seeing you at a place like this? " He stepped aside to let you into the room.

Entering the room you looked around for Dottore as you answered, " -Hah- Lord Dottore asked if I could grab him a hot drink. " Pantalone shut the door behind you, motioning for you to follow him.

Following him into a separate room off to the side of the lab you saw Dottore tapping his foot as he stared down at his desk, " Dottore, you have guest."

Without pausing he waved his hand into the air, shoeing off whoever was interrupting him. No warning to follow up on his actions, Pantalone grabbed you jaw, squeezing around your cheeks, " It would be rude to leave a pretty lady all alone. " He moved your head closer to his body, taking in the smell of heavy and expensive cologne.

Dottore turned with a groan, freezing with a face contorted in confusion when he saw you looking straight at him with a very panicked face. Standing up the harbinger fixed his gloves, " Cut it out you're scaring her. " With one hand he took the tray of drinks and used his other to pull you closer to him.

Sitting you down in a plush seat next to his desk Dottore took in the full view of you, along with your brown trench coat was a black corset fascinated around you waist and a white dress-shirt on top of it, dark brown shorts layered on top of black tights. Crossing your legs Dottore noticed your boots that ran up to your knees, for someone working in robotics you definitely had time to work out your outfit.

Taking a sip of the drink he ordered, a tall cup of coffee. The most bitter thing you've ever tasted, of course you took a sip, who wouldn't?

You had gotten yourself a medium cup of your favorite coffee, Dottore smiled contently and nodded in your direction. Digging in your pocket you pulled out the pouch of Mora and pushed it towards Dottore.

Pantalone stepped forward and snagged the bag, he stared at Dottore with narrowed eyes before waving calmly at you. Just before leaving he popped his head back in and looked at you, " Ms. Y/N, please report to my office after your chat with Dottore, we have some things to discuss with the newest bank. "

Nodding the harbinger quickly left, once you both heard the door open and close Dottore side eyed you, " He definitely doesn't want to talk about the bank. "

You took your drink and sipped it carefully as to not burn your mouth, " Oh definitely not. "