Doctor Who Imagines

11th Doctor x Reader

Imagine: The Doctor finding out you self-harm. Trigger warnings!

For as long as I could remember, I have cut myself. I've never tried to stop, I've had no reason to. Many would think that after I met the Doctor, things would change. But it didn't.

Sometimes I feel as though it's my fault that we couldn't save someone, or that we couldn't stop an alien invasion of some sort. I always feel like it's my fault, even though I know it's not. The struggles I face get worse every passing day, but I dare not tell anyone that I harm myself. If there's anyone I were to tell, though...it would be my Doctor.

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"Oh, that was brilliant!" the Doctor exclaimed as we stepped into the TARDIS. We, well he, had just finished saving a city from an angry fleet of Zygons.

"Yeah," I put on my most convincing smile, "You were brilliant."

"So were you!" he pulled me into a hug, "My [Y/N]!"

I held him close, "My Doctor..."

"Are you okay?" he asked softly.

"Fine," I nodded, "You?"

"I'm wonderful," he kissed my hair.

A proper smile found it's way to my lips. I'm so lucky to have him.

"Tired?" he murmured into my ear, making me shiver.

"Why, are you?" I asked softly. I knew that on days like this, he needed lots of rest.

"Not at all!" he waved me off. Then proceeded to yawn.

"I think you are, Doc," I released him and took his hand, "Shall we go to bed?"

"If you insist," he joked as we walked down the corridor, towards his room.

I started traveling with the Doctor 2 years ago. I was only 17 then, but we were quick friends. He knows how to make me smile and laugh unlike anyone else...It wasn't long before I fell for this brilliant man, and little did I know, but he was falling for me as well. Our relationship started after a kiss on Fifteenth Broken Moon of the Medusa Cascade, and it has been going strong ever since. I love him deeply, and it would break me if he saw me as less of a person if he ever found out.

"Deep in thought, are we?" he nudged me as he plopped down on his bed.

"I suppose I am," I nodded, grabbing the small pile that consisted of my pajamas that the old girl had lain out for me, "I'm taking a shower."

"Would you like me to join you?" he winked, making me blush.