SUPERWHOLOCK Imagines

Imagine: Movie Night

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Hope you enjoy! (It's the 11th Doctor)
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You had just saved the world with The Doctor for what seems like the thousandth time. Your body is sore, and you are more than ready for a night of relaxing.

"We should do something tonight," you mention to The Doctor, plopping down on the couch. He sits next to you, sending you a questioning look.

"What exactly do you have in mind?" He asks, laying across the couch, his legs on your lap.

"Let's watch some movies and eat junk food," you suggest, shoving his legs off of you. Standing, you walk into the kitchen to grab some snacks and drinks before returning to the lounge, setting everything on the coffee table. You walk to the tv and pick up the remote, turning it on and going to Netflix.

"What do you want to watch?" You question, sitting back down next to him, snuggling close as you throw a blanket over the both of you.

"You can pick," his body stiffens as you lean against him, laying your head on his shoulder. Eventually, he relaxes, swinging his arm around your shoulders. You shuffle closer as you scroll through the movies. Finally, you choose Insidious.

Half way through the movie, you find yourself hiding your face in The Doctors chest. His hand runs through your hair as he tries to sooth you. You grab the remote, turning off the movie and returning to the main menu.

"Can we watch something else?" You ask, looking up at him.

"Absolutely," he whispers. You return your gaze to the tv, looking through the movies. You finally pick The Lucky One, wanting to watch something the complete opposite of a horror movie.

Halfway through the movie, you look up at The Doctor. He looks down, his eyes meeting your [E/C] orbs. You find yourself inching closer, him doing the same. You soon find yourself kissing him. You sit up, your lips still on his as you deepen the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck. His arms go around your waist, pulling you on to his lap. You kiss for a while before you both pull away, gasping for air.

"Well, that was unexpected," he chuckles, his forehead pressing against yours.

"I think I'm ready for bed," you whisper, getting off of his lap. "Will you come protect me against the monsters?"

"Of course," he answers, standing as he takes your hand in his before leading you to your room. You both lay in the bed, your head on his chest as his arm is wrapped around you. "I'll always protect you."

And with that, you fall asleep with a smile on your face.