The Doctor sighed. "You're right."
"I'm always right, Doc. I know you're hurting but we're here for you. All of us. Now, get some sleep." Jack took his good wrist and led him to his bed, laying him down before laying down himself and holding The Doctor in his arms, his chest pressed to the other man's back. They both slept soundlessly through what was left of the night.
The Doctor awoke to a cold and empty bed. He sat up and immediately remembered the events of the night before and felt warmth surge through his veins. For the first time in a while, someone had made him feel loved, really loved. He stood and stretched, checking the silver watch on his wrist that read 12:45 'damn' He thought. 'must've slept in.' Walking out the door and into the hall, he headed towards the kitchen, in hopes of finding Jack there (possibly with a cup of already made tea.)
Sure enough Jack was munching on some leftovers he had grabbed from the fridge in the lunchroom at Torchwood, surely too old to be edible, but then again, if he contracted anything, it's not as if it could kill him.
The Doctor walked up behind Jack and rested his chin on his shoulder, looking the comic Jack was reading out of the newspaper he had picked up along with the food from just days before. Jack tensed at the gesture but soon relaxed when he felt messy brown hair tickle his neck and saw the profile of The Doctors narrow face out of the corner of his eye. He swallowed his bite and placed the sandwich and paper down, turning to face The Doctor and placing one palm gently on his cheek. The Doctor leaned into his hand and closed his eyes in peace, Jack slid his hand down to the back of his neck and brought one hand down to rest on his waist. The Doctor brought his hands up to rest in the short hair at the back of Jacks head, and let The Immortal pull him closer with his reassuring grip. He slowly leaned forward until their lips met in a savoury kiss, mingling there for a few seconds before opening their mouths and moving in perfect rhythm with each other. Jack slid his tongue into the mix and The Doctor followed soon after, tasting mint toothpaste and a pinch of what Jack had been eating beforehand. To Jack, The Doctor tasted of lavender and ash and pine and so many flavours he couldn't comprehend, that were all so perfectly sweet and equally savoury. When kissing him, the only thing Jack could think of was how much he wanted this, how much he wanted to make The Doctor feel loved all of the time, instead of only when he desperately needed it. The Doctor thought a bit more complex, feeling as if just kissing such a beautiful creature made his mind race faster than he's ever thought before, and think far differently than he usually would, thinking about all the things he wants to do with Jack, to Jack. Things he'd never really thought of doing with a human, much less a man, and one of his best friends at that. He knew Jack thought the same, after all, sex was almost always on Jack's mind.
Neither of them wanted this to end. This became obvious when they found themselves stumbling through the corridor, dizzy with love, trying to find Jack's room.
"Where is it?" Jack asked confused, staring at a pile of his belongings sitting on the floor where the door to his room should have been.
"Oh for god's sake. She must have deleted it." The Tardis tended to delete rooms at random, but this seemed different, as if she was sick of watching them fall asleep together 'get on with it already!' He could hear her say 'Why don't you just share a room? You practically already do anyway.'
"We'll get your things later, follow me."
Jack did as he was told and followed The Doctor as he speed walked down the hall and around the corner, opening a door with Gallifreyan words engraved into it. This, Jack knew, was The Doctor's room. He pressed The Doctor against the wall as soon as the door shut with them inside. They kissed harshly as their shirts were cast aside and Jack hoisted The Doctor up bridal style, placing him on the massive bed and hovering over him before being stopped by a hand on his chest
"I've uh, never quite, done.. This.. With a human before..." Jack blushed at The Doctor's awkwardness towards the subject.
"It's alright, I'll take care of you I promise."
The Doctor looked unsure, but pulled Jack down for another soft kiss anyway.
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A/N
QUICK QUESTION; should I make the next chapter smutty?? It might be absolute garbage but if anyone wants it I WILL MAKE IT HAPPEN.
Ayyyy what's it been? Like, 12 years?? Yeah.. Sorry.. BUT HEY LOOK ITS HERE NOW AND IM GONNA KEPP WRITING I PROMISE I FINALLY HAVE FREE TIME AND NO MORE WRITERS BLOCK YAYYY
I love you. Whoever is reading this, whether you think this is a shit story or you've voted in every chapter, I love and appreciate you so, so much <3
