Dottore P.O.V.
Achingly slow steps turned rushed and concerned as masked ruby-red orbs eyed the carcasses of soldiers, assessing coagulated blood and animal remains, before putting two and two together.
Dottore was back.
Stiff and swift, the man's footsteps echoed through the hollow ruin guard.
It was not that he didn't expect y/n to run, he just hadn't considered the possibility of her escape coming to fruition.
"None of them!" He exclaimed, as he took long strides through the metal structure and briskly made his way to the sphere control room, an expression of shock settling on his features. "None of them survived?". He took in the sight of the two soldiers lying on the cold rusting metal ground, eyeing the splatters of scarlet stain the prison he made.
His fiery attitude turned to face the soldiers who were rushing alongside him, "Are my soldiers so weak that they cannot keep one woman from leaving the premises?" Venom dripped with every word he spoke, he was angry and appalled by the lack of ability his soldiers showcased. "Must I do everything myself."
"Master, might I interrup-"
"Shut it." He had had enough of these lowly men interjecting their thoughts and ideas, it did him no good and only wasted precious time. Time that he needed to find y/n again and bring her back to where she belonged.
By his side, safe and away from prying eyes.
He entered the sphere and began assessing the room, it looked exactly as he had left it. The bed on the ground, still slightly messy, his notes on Subject 21236 on the control panels and his belongings beneath it.
Edging closer to his items he then realised, some of them were missing. His gloved fingers nimbly sifted through the items he had, recounting all that was in his possession.
"Find her." He slowly uttered, thoughts of her disappearance running amok, "Bring her to me alive."
His soldiers bowed their heads deeply. But it was not respect Dottore sought right now, it was y/n.
He moved away from his possessions and grit his teeth at his soldiers' incompetence, "What are you people doing? Find her at once!"
With that the panicked Fatui soldiers dispersed, leaving behind a distraught Doctor. He kneeled down by the bed and picked up the messy duvet, reminiscing the times the two had in this tinny old structure. Then, his mind turned to their previous encounter.
The raw emotions he never thought he would let slip, escaped past his lips and into the curious ears of the woman he so dearly loved. She was his weakness, there was no denying that. But the thought of having allowed himself the luxury of telling her, he must have been crazy.
He is crazy, but alas, was he so far gone that even his own emotions had become his downfall?
The harbinger clenched his jaw and began to grind his teeth at his intrusive thoughts. Attempting to bury them away and instead, find a solution to his current predicament, his hands began to search his pockets for the one thing that truly helped him calm down and just think with clarity. The vial.
But frankly, nothing was enough to negate this man's overthinking.
His mind palace slowly decayed into that of a cave with just the mere thought of her and their last night together; it was disorganised, rocky and somewhere within the shadows lurked an awaiting beast.
He had to find her, he needed to. She was his as he was hers.
The once proud and enigmatic Doctor had been reduced to fear and resentment all because of this so-called feeling of being in love, and being loved. This must be a punishment from the Gods, for surrendering to such emotions despite the number of experiments he had done on loved ones, on strangers with families.
On the innocent and the weak.
Tilting the vial ever so slightly, allowing the blue liquid to seiche, he clutched the glass cylinder tightly and began to rub his gloved thumb against the thick glass, speaking into the eerily quiet room, to no one in particular "Archons, I know that I have done wrong. But in all that you represent, return her back to me."
Perhaps an Archon was willing to listen.
But let's face it, no Archon would. Not even his Queen was interested in his Subject 21236.
With a sigh he bowed his head and ruffled his hair, wistfully remembering y/n's locks, her eyes, and her smile. As much as he didn't want to completely admit it, the way she laughed and spoke of her AI passion pulled at his heartstrings; how had he not considered the ramifications of his feelings for so long? Now those very same heartstrings were on the verge of snapping and all he could do was hope she would come back to him.
Pressing his index and middle finger gently against his lips he hesitantly placed his kissed digits down onto the bed y/n once shared with him.
He was a man of science, of ancient technologies. Yet here, he now wished he studied the art of chemistry and its sordid implications.
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Chapter Notes
Damn boi I'll study chemistry with you any day
Uhhh I might not be able to post the next chapter for like a week, maybe? I'm going to be a lil busy <3
(Next chap is in y/n pov btw)
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