The Master chases, the Doctor runs. That's how it has always been, that's how it will always end.
Deep inside his hearts the Master knows it.
It is one reason why the death of his human gnaws so much on him. With her it was the other way around.
But...
A/N: You know me by now. I can't resist tropes.And I guess this can still count as plot... somewhat. Fluff is more important 🤪
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"There's only one bed," I pointed out the obvious, namely the very single bed that stood in the middle of the small room.
There wasn't much else in there. A window, a small table, two chairs and a TV mounted to the wall.
"Right...." The Master shrugged. "I didn't ask about that... It's big enough though."
"That's one big hell of a fan fiction cliche."
"A what now?"
I laughed and turned away. "Probably better if you don't know. I'm out. This won't happen."
He rolled his eyes. "Don't make a fuss now. You never cared."
That made me stop each and every thought and action in an instant. "What?" It had sounded very much like a taunt, but also like a fact. "Have we shared beds before? Is that a thing we do?"
The Master paused too, gnawing his bottom lip until he stretched it to a menacing grin. "Who knows. Maybe we did, maybe I'm lying." Suddenly he was right in front of my face. "You would have to believe whatever I tell you. Do you really want that?"
"N... no." I gulped and my heart picked up speed the longer we were in such close proximity. Behind me was only the closed door and no way to escape. Thoughtlessly as I could get I had manoeuvred myself into the worst situation.
The Master stretched out a hand and I shot backwards, my back hitting the door with a thud. Maybe I could slip away if I let myself fall? But how to get outside? His hand landed on my cheek, warm, strong, a threat and able to do whatever and... and simply stayed there.
"Calm down, lil' Lumin. I don't want to hurt you. And I'm not going to touch you, you hear me?" He looked at me with such open honesty, no lie detectable in his words or demeanour. A small and warm smile. A little, cheeky wink. "Unless you want to of course."
The Master retreated and I could breathe again. How strange. "That's where you draw the line?" I murmured.
"Oh please!" He sighed dramatically. "I'm going to tell you a thousand times if I have to. I'm not an animal and I am not human. I'm better than to be a slave of some primal urges like you are. If I hurt someone then because I want to. And I don't need to be disgusting to do that." He wrinkled his nose. "You know what. I don't really need sleep anyway. Have the room for yourself. I'll get you in around eight hours or so. That should be enough, right? "
Right.
I huffed.
"What? Don't tell me you need even more. That's getting ridiculous!"
"No... 'bout what you said before that. It's just ironic." I walked the two steps to the bed and sat down, talking to my hands. "That makes you better than all of the guys I met before."
