Experiment Gone Wrong (Dottore x reader)

Interrogation

"Sit."

Yeah no, that's not happening. Eyes narrowed and arms crossed, I challenged him. "There are people out there looking for me right now, you sick psychopath."

"Do you not know the meaning of sit?" his voice was steady and calm but his warm welcoming smile was no longer there, all that was left was his cold hard shell, as cold as the laboratory floor I had slept on.

"I can't believe I fell for your act like that has got to be the oldest trick in the book. Taking your victim out on a date?" I gently shook my head and scoffed, "Well at least I know you're not a very creative person."

"And you're still not very smart." He grabbed my arm and pulled me down into the seat despite vocalising my shock and protesting my dissatisfaction. Typing them down to the armrests, he forced my body still with his knee pressed against my stomach. Once he was satisfied, he pulled away and huffed, readjusting his clothing.

After winning this power struggle, he grabbed a silver scalpal from his selection of tools and began his questioning. "One of my men saw you appear seemingly out of nowhere, you don't seem to grasp the concept of mora very well, and..." His finger traced the scalpel's edge, "from what you've said during our so-called date, you seem to know a great deal about some items that don't actually exist. Well, exist in Sumeru yet that is." His grim expression filled with malice as he watched me squirm in fear. "In fact, the artificial intelligence devices you spoke about do not even exist in Teyvat yet."

I was barely able to breathe from the adrenaline of trying to push my way out of this seat, yet the minute he mentioned the non-existence of certain technology my body steadied and a scowl was placed on my visage.

"Who are you really, y/n."

"Ugh, you do realise there are some people out there who have dyscalculia right?"

He ever so slowly closed the gap between us, unnerved by this I paused in my movements before inhaling sharply at the sudden presence of cold metal on hot flesh, the scalpel in his hand was just barely touching my neck. "Think wisely on your next words, my dear."

Staring deep into his mask, I whimpered "Fuck you," before spitting at him with fierce might. 

He breathed out through his nose slowly and adjusted his grip on the scalpel, finally after a few seconds he began to tease, "I must say I do enjoy this look on your face, but I think I might like it even more if you were in pain."

I grimaced as the scalpel pressed hard into my skin, causing blood to trickle down from the metal tip to Dottore's gloved hand.

"Oh, fuck okay!" I cried out, trying to pull away from the blade, "I'll tell you!" 

"I'm not from here! This isn't my reality and I-" I began sputtering word after word about my current predicament, tears threatening to stream down my face as I did. The scalpel in his hand was now fluttering up my neck, causing me to raise my head up slowly to face him. By the time I was done with my confession, he had a smile that screamed pure satisfaction.

"How easy you are, I didn't even get to start on my other toys."

Growling in frustration, I lifted my head to the right and moved away from his scalpel. "Please, I've told you everything. You have to let me go now."

"This is just the beginning. You say you have a chip, correct? Where is it."

Oh shit, what is he planning-

"It's in your mother's ass." I spat out, knowing full well of the consequences involved with my lack of cooperation.

"Humourous." He placed the scalpel down and instead, picked up forceps. "I guess I will get to use these."

His hand delicately caressed mine, as he brought the forceps down to my index fingernail. "Such a shame, they look so lovely too."

"God, don't do it, I'll do anything-" I stumbled over words and gasped as the forceps closed around my nail. "No, no, no, no, no! It's in my arm! The chip!" I screeched as he began to apply pressure.

"You're no fun." He tsked, pulling the forceps away from my nail and grabbing my arm. His hands began to roam the surface of my skin in hopes to feel the chip somewhere.

A look of anguish and detest was clear on my face as I felt him slow his gentle search to where the chip protruded in my forearm. "You're evil, Dottore."

"Please, call me Zandik." The warmth in his smile had finally returned, but I no longer saw it as pleasant.

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Chapter Notes:

Don't hate me for this chapter FJDKSAJFSDLK

Okay but like this is probably canon, he defo tortures people for fun :')

Anyway villain hot 

Seeya in the next chapter xx

p.s. how tf do I build Faruzan