"Careful, you idiot!" Dottore hissed out through gritted teeth, a jolt going through him as you prodded at his organs to pinpoint the exact places he was bleeding from.

It was annoying hearing his constant reprimands and jeers as you worked, a distraction from the important task that had been entrusted to you; to make some repairs on this segment of Dottore after it got wounded internally. It would be so much easier if he was knocked out cold, but no, the stubborn fool had insisted he stayed awake while you operated on his “perfect body”.

“Need I remind you, if you make a single mistake, there will be harsh consequences,“ he said with a sneer. As if he hadn’t been reminding you of that fact every five minutes. What a pain.