Autistic Dottore
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It wasn’t a secret he was autistic. He hated loud sounds, certain things touching him, bright lights, people touching him in general, and loved rambling about his hyper fixations.
You were one of the very few he would come to for things. From being overstimulated or to ramble or to rant about whatever was on his mind. You were an amazing listener, thats for sure.
Today, you sat across from him in his lab, a genuine sharp-toothy grin across his face. You couldn’t help but smile.
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