Doctor who one shots/imagines BOOK 2🌏

sweet child of mine (8th)

The Doctor and I sat in a circle in the library, he had been reading to me for hours, I loved hearing his voice, the way he made me feel so calm, I was starting to get sleepy, as he smiled at me. "Do you want to go to bed?" He asked, "No, not yet. I like hearing you talk." I whispered, he stared at me for a moment, before he leaned over and kissed my forehead. "Come on, go to bed." I sighed in defeat, before I pull myself up and I walked to my bedroom. "Goodnight." I look back at him, "Night, Doctor." I shut the door, before I sat on my bed. I was so in love with him, it made me nauseous. We had been together for a year and a half, but I couldn't bring myself to tell him I had feelings for him, we had the best friendship and I didn't want to ruin what we had. I laid down, as I pull the blankets over myself and I started to drift off to sleep, he was constantly on my mind and I didn't even think he knew how I felt, but I could live with it. The next morning, I woke up and got ready for the day, I get dressed and I headed to the console room, he was focused on something. "Good morning." He looked over at me, "How was your sleep?" I smiled gently, "Good, as good as it can be." I play with my hands, as he smiled, "Where should we go today?" He asked, "Actually Doctor, I think I should probably tell you something. It's important." He nodded, as he leaned on the console. "I'm listening." I take a breath, "Something's changed in me, Doctor. It has been for a while."

"What's changed? Are you okay?" I nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine.. I just-" he stared at me, waiting for my answer. "What?" I froze up, I couldn't say it, I was suddenly thinking too much and I didn't know what to say. "I completely forgot, didn't you say you wanted to go and see Grace?" He looked confused, "Grace? I mean, I did- but, you didn't tell me what you were going to say." I stand up, "We should go, you're always talking about her. I'd like to meet her." He rubbed his neck, "Why are you changing the subject?" I sighed deeply, "Do you love her?" I asked, "What, Grace?" I nodded, "What gave you that idea?" I needed to be sure, if there was anything I was missing. "You talk about her a lot, she was the first person you met after you changed.. you need someone like that for you." He looked down, "I don't need someone like Grace, I need you. I have you." I felt like this was just becoming harder, admitting it. "I'll always care about you, Doctor. You've been so good to me, you make this place feel like home." He grabbed my hands, "Tell me what goes on in that mind of yours." I look up at him, "Everything." He gently kissed my forehead, "Tell me." I smiled sadly, "We would be here for a while." He looked into my eyes, "I've got all the time in the universe." I laughed, "You're starting to go mushy on me, Timelord." He sat down on the chair next to the console, "Come here." I sat next to him, "Look at me and tell me the truth. Everything you're scared of, whatever it is. No matter how ugly or embarrassing it is. Talk."

"Doctor, I can't." He shook his head, "I'm your best friend, y/n. And you're mine, so tell me. All of it, all of the bad things you're afraid of, I'm never going to judge you, I just want you to be truthful." I nodded, as I looked at him. "You know the type of love that you feel safest? That's all I've got. This man- he makes me feel so safe. And loved, I didn't think I'd ever fall in love with anyone.. but he made me fall. Hard. And he never let me down, he's never let me go, I trust him with everything I have. I am so in love with him." He nodded, "He sounds perfect." His eyes looked sad, I'd seen that look many times. "So, why are you sad?" I asked, "I just wanted to be the one you felt that way about." He admitted, as he looked down, I take a breath, of relief. "Thank god." I whispered, "What? What is it?" I grab his hands, "I love you." He pulled me into his arms, gripping me so tightly I almost fell onto him. "I love you so much." He admitted, as I shut my eyes, as I felt his hearts beating loudly against my chest. "Thank you."

"There's no place I'd rather be."