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“No.” “No?” You had to know better, Dottore is Dottore. He’s the weirdest person you ever met in your entire life, you unfortunately knew Dottore since you were kids. Your mothers were very close to each other and since he was little, he would do the weirdest stuff. Like laugh when you would cut yourself while cutting tomatoes, playing with knifes with other kids, making potions to kill insects… You were children though so you never payed too much attention, still you could hear your mother’s discussions “Zandik is a very… interesting kid” your mother would say when Dottore would bring up the clones debate since you were very scared to listen to him. He promised that he would kill one of your clones one day and marry another. And when now he’s asking for some experiments with your body you’re, of course, refusing. “Come on, sweet Y/n… I promise I’ll not kill any of your clones, just let me try something new” The only reason you stayed friends with Dottore is well… because you had a childhood crush on him. Dottore was a very funny person but now he has changed. He dedicates most of his time in his laboratory. That’s why he has a burnt eye and wants to keep that fucking mask on. If only he could know how much you love his eyes. You sometimes were mad at him, cause you could hear the moans of the maids every night coming from his laboratory. Like that time when you remembered his birthday and wanted to bring him a cake but when you were about to knock, you figured out that he wasn’t alone. What does he want from you now? Calling you sweetheart, love, honey… Wanting to experiment your body? He continued talking about the experiment and begging and begging to use your body but you would always refuse. “I see. I’ll find somebody else” he said defeated and that’s when a mix of anger and jealousy took control of your mind. “You stupid asshole! You know I like you, why are you doing this to me?!” You screamed at him. He looked at you confusingly. He raised an eyebrow “Don’t be clueless now!” You said while pushing him away, your small hands on his large chest. He took you by your wrists and kissed you. It was a passionate kiss. You, both, waited for this moment since you were kids but somehow you stopped it. You were angry with him, still your sweet eyes were locked with his lips, pink and watery from the kiss. You needed him so bad. “I’m sorry princess.” He said going in for another kiss but you stopped him. His hands were on your waist and yours were still on his chest. “You have to fire those maids though” He chuckled before giving you another kiss… that was really passionate…