A Father's Choice

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Doctor Who
10th Doctor x (Daughter/Son)Reader
When you heard the sound for the first time you knew it was him. The groaning, whoosh whoosh. You knew the sound all to well, your mom had described it to you in all of your bed time stories. You heard it in your dreams. Your dad was here, hopefully for you. You felt guilty for the thought. Your mother loved you, but you always have dreamed of adventures, the ones she used to go on with him. You run out to greet the sound, to greet the TARDIS. Out steps a man, tall, with dark hair in a pin-striped suit. You smile, running towards him. You are surprised to find a solemn look on his face. You run to him, arms wide embracing him. "Dad!" He smiled. "(y/n)!" He pulls you into a hug. "I'm sorry (y/n), I'm so sorry. It's my time. I don't want to go, I have to." With that, your father climbed into his blue box, never to return to you.

(I'm sorry it's short. And sad. It's my first reader insert so I am testing the waters a bit.)

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