Lab Partners to Lovers {Dottore X !Shy!Fem!Reader}

~ IV - Lab Partners ~

❇Y/n❇

  "Today, we are getting ready for the science fair in a couple of months. The person next to you is your lab partner for this and you have to do the science fair to pass this class," Mr. Evans spoke. I groaned as I felt Dottore's eyes land on me. I turned my head to him and said, "We're not doing it at my house."

  "That hurts but alright. We'll do it at mine. But we have to decide what we'll do first," Dottore said. I sighed and said, "O-Okay."

  "Hm, you sound like you already have something in mind that you want to do," Dottore said. I looked away from him and said, "It's nothing. You probably would just find it boring like most people."

  "Hmm~ What makes you think that?" Dottore asked. I bit the inside of my cheek and said, "I've asked partners in the past to do it with but they always look at me and say it would be too complicated, take too long, and was too boring to do."

  "Well, that isn't specific on what it is. I have nothing so any ideas currently are ideas to do," Dottore said. I fiddled with the bottom of my shirt and said, "Well, I have wanted to make a robot that can act like a friend."

  "Oh, you're lonely," Dottore stated bluntly. I felt my face flush as I sent him a glare. I frowned and said, "I'm not lonely. I just want to know what it's like to have a friend."

  I felt my heart sink as Dottore chuckled. He found my lack of friends amusing. I lowered my head and stared down at the floor. Dottore must've noticed as I felt his eyes land on me. I huffed and crossed my arms and turned my head away from him. I felt his hand on my shoulder and said, "H-Hey. I'm sorry. It's just... You have me as a friend... and Childe too apparently. B-But, I wasn't trying to be mean by laughing, I swear. I was just amused at how oblivious you are to having friends."

  "It's not funny or amusing," I said as I sent him a glare. He laughed awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry. Please don't be upset with me."

  I looked at him as he gave me puppy eyes. I sighed and spoke softly, "Whatever. I don't care much anyway."

  "You get it that often, don't you?" Dottore asked. I glared at him and said, "Shut up. I'm not telling you my life's story."

  "Eh? Damn it. I'll get it one day," Dottore said. He quickly turned to his phone and I said, "You won't get anything from Childe. He has as much of a clue as you do but knows slightly more. I threatened that if he told anyone, I would kick his ass."

  "You? How would be able to do that?" Dottore asked. I smirked and said, "I know his ticklish spots that can weaken him so that way I can do so."

  "You do?~ Please tell me so I can use it against him," Dottore said. I huffed and said, "Pay fifty bucks and you have a deal."

  "Eh? That's cheap. I'll give you two hundred if you tell me and let me come over to your house," Dottore said. I turned my head to him and said, "Why are you so insistent about that? I'm not going to let you in my house."

  "Aw~ Please. My parents don't allow anyone over so if you came over then it would be a problem as they were to kick you out," Dottore said. I hummed and said, "Alright, fine. Just give me two hundred bucks when you come over, just give me some time to clean up after my father."

  "Oof. Is that the reason you didn't want me over two days ago?" he asked. I huffed and said, "Yeah. My father was drunk and the place smelled of tobacco so I didn't want you to come in. If you want to judge, go ahead. I can't stop you anyway."

  The bell rang before he could say anything and I grabbed my bag. I stood up and left as he quickly grabbed his things. He tried to catch up to me but was stopped by some girls who were fangirling over him. I huffed and walked away to my next class. I didn't feel like talking to him for the rest of the day so I was probably going to eat in the bathroom for lunch. I still was trying to get used to him interacting with me. Maybe he was just trying to get used to me too. Childe is normally very rowdy so Dottore having someone normally reserved themselves is probably different. I frowned in response.

If only I could look better or had a better life...