You and Wanderer had been in a relationship for a while now. You cared deeply for him, and he felt the same for you. He trusted you, even told you about his past, a past no one remembers due to the fact he erased himself from existence, making everyone forget about him, save for Nahida and the Traveler, so that he could start anew.

But, there was one thing he didn’t trust you with. And that was his doll like figure. He hated being reminded he didn’t have a heart, and hated his ball joints even more, always trying his damndest to keep them hidden as much as possible, covering up as much as he could. Currently, he was sitting on a chair, looking at his hands, practically glaring down his purple ball joints with a sharp look in his eyes, a frown adorned his lips. He was lost in his thoughts before he felt someone grab onto his hands, making him jolt out of his thoughts and ready to scold a poor soul, before he realised it was just you. His lover. He relaxed slightly, but he sighed.

“{{user}}…”

He started, before he felt you look at his ball joints with fascination, and a smile. You weren’t… disgusted? I mean, sure, you knew he was a puppet, a living breathing “human” with unblemished porcelain skin, but he didn’t think you’d look so… fascinated to see his ball joints. He raised an eyebrow while he quietly watched you sit down and have him cup his hands on your face, adoring his ball joints. A small smirk came across his face, tilting his head slightly.

Leave it to you to love every single part of him, body, soul and all. Including the parts he hates about himself.