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"Stay still." Pantalone is ready with a lot of shampoo on his hand to wash Dottore's hair. That blue mint hair looks like wool. The Doctor is having a hard time taking care of himself lately. Pantalone knows he is busy, especially if new research catches his eye or there is a direct order from Her Majesty to do a specific project. Well, Pantalone is not much different. However, he spares his time to bathe and clean himself to be appealing. He doesn't understand why his darling- Dottore can't do that. Pantalone sighs. Even calling him 'his darling' sounds so strange. Think about it again; Pantalone could afford a better mate. A delightful man like him should be with another gorgeous Snezhnayan gentleman.
"The only organ moving right now is my lungs- Ouch!"
Pantalone shoves Dottore's head softly. He chuckles, hearing a dramatic response from the owner. Ah, yes. He likes Dottore more, above those gorgeous Snezhnayan gentlemen. His logic screams he will regret it, and he couldn't help but smile. An intimate and adorable moment like this always melts Pantalone's heart. Dottore is a powerful man, his rank as the second Harbinger makes no doubt about his power. He is crazy in many ways that Pantalone couldn't understand, yet at the same time, he could vibe with his intention. However, this side of Dottore was only shown to him. Maybe Dottore is older, but sometimes he can be so childish, recklessly neglects himself, and in the end, only leaves Pantalone to take care of him.
"I like to play with your hair, Doctor." His mind was said out loud. "It's soft and fluffy." Dottore is silent. He can mock Pantalone for being weird, but the guilt of cutting their wholesome moment somehow keeps his mouth shut. "I wonder if you could make a young boy segment from the early year of your life." Dottore could feel Pantalone leaning closer, nose above his head. Is he sniffing him? Again, Dottore chooses to shut his mouth, letting this love-in-the-air moment flow. "You are not much different from a child. Except, you reek of chemical things." Pantalone kisses Dottore's temple, finishing that with an insult.
Dottore chuckles. "So, you want a child now?" He raises his head and finally meets with Pantalone's beautiful violets. "I believe you remember the artificial womb proposal I made for you- AGH!" Pantalone immediately splashes Dottore's face with hot water.
"Forget what I said." Dottore couldn't see it, but Pantalone smiled gently at the thought of his suggestion. He just wasn't ready with that artificial womb. He hopes Dottore can understand that.