It's a ring. It means something.
Clara's POV
"Doctor?!" I called out as I entered the console room.
"Yes?" He replied as he stopped pulling levers on the console.
"I've been meaning to ask you something." I said.
"And what would that be?" He looked confused.
I walked towards him and looked down at one of his hands.
"Why do you wear that blue ring?" He had a TARDIS blue ring on one of his fingers, the first time I saw it was sometime last week.
"Oh that. It's er- it's nothing. Just a silly old piece of metal." He stuttered.
"Well yes it WOULD be a silly old piece of metal. Except I was wearing one last week aswell." I had taken it off as soon as I saw it.
"Don't you remember? You wanted one too so I gave you one." I knew he was lying. I took a step closer to him before saying,
"I thought we were through with the lying, Doctor!"
"Okay okay. Maybe.... We... Ya know...."
"We what?" I started to worry.
"We got er-... Married..." He said slowly and cautiously.
"I'm sorry. What!?" I was in shock. It wasn't true was it?
"Remember when we went to one of Raxacorricofallapatorius' neighbour planets?" He asked.
"Yeah?"
"Well we were both drunk out of minds, VERY drunk. And we-"
"Got married." I finished his sentence. After a few minutes of silence, I broke it by saying, "I guess it's not that bad..."
"I-it's not??" He stuttered. I shook my head.
"Being trapped in a Dalek is A LOT worse than being married to you." I smiled.
"I guess it is" he said with a small smile. He then held his arms out. He was asking for a hug. I raised my eyebrow,
"Wh-what? Since when do YOU ask for hugs?" I questioned. He quickly wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him. He placed a kiss on the top of my head.
I guess it's not THAT bad to be married to a TimeLord who brings danger wherever he goes.
I guess I can live with it.
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Whouffaldi OneShots | Doctor Who
RomanceBasically what it says in the title. By using prompts! Suggest prompts in the comments! Clara x Twelve