The idea of Dottore being with an anemic!reader is so fun to me. Like we’re talking constantly cold, but so used to it that you could take them out in the middle of a snow storm and they’d be unfazed. Stand up? Boom you’re now passed out on the ground. The paleness? Bruh you look dead. Medicine? Yeah, no. You’re body doesn’t accept it so it doesn’t even help. You got like 24 hours of sleep? Haha, you still got horrible eye bags and still feel fatigued. Wait, dude - my heart acting up and it’s not the cute love-lovey kind it’s just heart problems due to the anemia…
Oh dear, I'm sorry this took me a while to reply!
Huhu, the moment i finished reading this, the idea of Dottore being so worried and maybe even... obsessive towards the reader popped up. In his eyes, you're just so fragile and he must do everything and anything in his power to keep you safe and sound within his compound. Nothing would happen to you if you're constantly within his care... right?
The cold? Doesn't matter if you're used to it. He'd hug you and and warp his giant coat around you anyway.
Can't stand up? Oh well, he'd just carry you then.
The medicine is not working for you? That's fine, he's the great Doctor we're about, the smartest man in Teyvat. There are no problems he couldn't solve...
This just gave me a new idea for a fic. Who knows, maybe I'll write it some time :)
Thank you for sending this in, nonnie!! Appreciate ya ❤️