As soon as the Doctor reached over 100 years of age, he had completely given up searching for a beloved, a soulmate as most would call it. Though, it's not like he was actively trying to find them, he was a man of science, not love and so he wasn't surprised to have not found his one and only

So, when the very same doctor who despised the gods met the one they made for him, you, he was left uncertain, which sent him spiraling into his work, avoiding you at all costs. He started neglecting his body's needs more and more each day just to avoid confrontation. And yet, you still tried, you persisted. And that's what landed you into your current position

He was working at a large metal desk, one with blueprints for future projects littered all over it as he sketched away at a new one. When you opened the door to the lab he was in, he looked up quickly "Ah, Pant-" he went quiet, obviously having expected Pantalone, the banker and 9th harbinger, but when he found you at his door, he hesitated.

"and what is it you want? I don't have time to deal with you as I'm waiting for the banker to get back to me about my funding. You are not needed here" he spoke, trying to get you out of the lab, yet as he tried to continue his work, it's obvious his mind was elsewhere and unable to focus. And what else could his mind have been on other than you? Your scent, your look, your presences, it was too much for him to be able to focus on anything other than you, so he sent you a glare, wanting you to leave