Genshin (mostly Dottore) x Reader ☆ (One-shots)

🍀| Dottore x GN!Reader

Yay another drabble. Again this is inspired by a brain rot sent by an anon. Enjoy! :)

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Today's task was supposed to be easy. All you had to do was to gather some materials Dottore had asked of you, piece of cake, right? That was until a bunch of treasure hoarders appeared out of no where and thought it would be a good idea to fight a random, innocent citizen. In this case, that was you.

You've had experience in combat and your skills weren't too shabby. Even so, you were outnumbered and barely made it out of there alive. They hit you hard and have possibly broken a bone or two in you.

You limped all the way back to Dottore's lab and pushed the doors open. Alerting him of your pressence.

"Welcome back, my dear. You took longer that I've expected. Is everything alright—" He stopped talking mid sentence when he noticed your bloody form. There was a huge slash on the side of your waist, red blotches scattered across your body. He could tell you were in a lot of pain judging by the way you were limping.

Without saying another word, he quickly went over to your and took the materials out of your hands and put them onto the nearest table. He wrapped an arm around you cautiously, careful to not touch any of your wounds and guided you to a chair.

"Sit here," he said, before going around his lab to gather a few medical supplies. As you watched him move from one spot to another, you were trying tosee if you could make out what he was feeling. But it was a lot harder with his mask on.

Was he worried? Scared? Nonchalant, even?

It didn't take too long for him to come back with what he needed to treat your wound. He grasped the helm of your shirt and gave it a little tug, letting you know he was going to lift it up.

He lifted it up to where your chest was and took a look at the slash on your waist. Thankful for how quiet the lab was, you were able to hear his breath hitched. He took his glove off and gave your wound a little touch. He didn't stay long, however, when you hissed.

He applied some alcohol onto a clean cloth.

"This is going to hurt a bit, but I will be quick."

Before your mind could process his words, the cloth was already on your skin. You held onto his shoulders for support as the burning sensation was too much to bear.

"I'm almost done. Just keep holding on to me."

A few minutes that felt like hours for you had finally passed and he was done with cleaning your wound after he deemed it as good enough. He put the cloth away and took the bandages and began to wrap them around your waist carefully.

"So, are you going to tell me what happened?"

"It's, um, treasure hoarders."

"Those pesky little—" He cut himself off by sighing.

"—why didn't you just, run away?"

You stayed quiet for a while before answering, "I wanted to get the materials you asked for..."

"You idiot, I couldn't care less about them if it means putting your life on the line." He continued, "Next time you're in any sort of danger, just run away as soon as you can, alright? They're just materials, I could always get them later..."

He was now done with covering up your wound.

"But you, dove. There's only one of you and I couldn't risk losing you."

You knew he was a master at concealing his feelings, but you could still hear the worry in his words.

"I'm sorry... I'll be more careful next time."

"You better."

You raised your hand up and took his mask off, smiling at the handsome face before you. You gave him a little peck on his cheek.

"Thank you."

He tsked, "If you're really sorry then... give me another one. You wasted my time, got blood on the floor and had me worried. It's only fair."

You giggled at how he was acting like a kid and gave him another peck. After all, he deserved it, did he not?

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