David Tennant and You (David Tennant X Reader)

Will Burton - Confessions

You hated overtime, but whenever a big case came into the law office, you were working at, you had to. You weren't a lawyer, but a paralegal, working for them. You were standing at the copy machine, your greatest enemy, well you hated and loves this machine. The reason was simple, you were the only one who really knew how to handle it with every setting, but even that was the problem, too.

This knowledge made one of the lawyers always to pick you for copying his crime case files. That actually wouldn't be anything bad, but mostly these files were huge and it was annoying to copy about 5,000 pages.

After another signal from the copy machine came, that the paper was out again, you looked around. The next carton with paper was at the top of the shelf beside you. You looked up to it, desperately thinking about how to get there, after you were too short to reach it yourself, not without getting hit by it. Frustrated you let out a sigh. You had to get the paper cartons from the basement then. You already wanted to turn, as someone from behind reached out for the carton. "Here, let me help you!" a male voice spoke to you and made you shiver. It was Will Burton, another lawyer in this office. And actually the man you had a crush on. Well a little more than that. Whenever he did enter a room you thought everything shines. He was very nice, almost sweet, never treated you like you were beneath him, like other lawyers were used to, and actually he was absolutely attractive, especially for a man in his age. And a glimpse of his smile or his shining brown eyes make you smile and happy. He handed you the carton with a smile that made you almost melt. "T-thank you!" you stuttered nervously and took the carton from him feeling yourself trembling under his gaze, but you smiled at him slightly. "I-I guess I should continue if I ever want to get finished." you excused yourself so you could turn around not looking at him, before you would have been able to say something you totally would regret.

You knew he was a widower, you actually heard of his wife and how she died. And you could imagine, that he never wanted a woman getting that close to him again. You saw women, who tried to date him before, and how he thanked but refused them politely. You were sure, you wouldn't be able to stand that. So you did not dare to ask.

As you turned around after the copy machine went on working on your copies, he still was standing there, looking at you for a moment. "Can I help you with something?" you asked him then, smiling at him as you always did, just because he always managed to make your day, making him jump a little. He seemed that he had been deep in his thoughts. He blinked at you. "Uhm, no. Thank you! I think I have to go on working myself at my new case." he said giving me a smile before he left the room. My gaze followed him until he rounded the corner and vanished out of my sight.

A colleague of mine came from her office over to me, chuckling with her light and playful voice. "When do you ask him to go out with you?" she asked you. Sometimes you hated her somehow, because she was one of your dearest friends and knew you very well. Too well, sometimes.

"How about never? And could you please shut up before anyone could hear you?" you asked her and she started to laugh. "Oh my dear _______. You really should ask him out! He seems to wait for something like that." her words made you think that she might be right, but on the other hand, you were so afraid to be refused by him.

"Nonsense! I can't ask him. What should I say? Hey Will, I love you, please go out with me?" you shook your head. "No, I am too afraid to get refused by him. As long as I don't know an answer I am able to dream about. But as soon as he would say no to me, I think ... no I can't ask him!" you said, your voice shaking, your expressions full of sadness and fear.

"And what if he would love to go out with you?" she asked, curiously looking at you. You shrug. You had no answers to that question to give.

Your colleague and friend smiles widely. "You _______, are so lucky to have me as your friend, you know?" with these words she walks over to the door, she got in through before and turned to the side. "I told you she is interested. The stage is free for you now, I prepared her." she told someone and left. I blinked in confusion. She prepared me? My eyes widened as Will Burton returned into the room. He looked at me. His deep brown eyes were focused on me, made me feel vulnerable but bursting into thousands of butterflies at the same time.

"I guess I should have done that earlier." he started embarrassed while he came closer. "There is one thing I wanted to ask you. Well, two actually." his voice showed me how nervous he was. "First thing is, did you really just say, that you love me?" his question made you cringe and look away. But you thought now it was too late, to take that back, so you nodded. Still avoiding his gaze. "I did, and I mean it, but if this is too unpleasant for you, I..." you didn't come any further as you felt his lips against yours. He kissed you and his lips were soft and smooth. His arms were wrapping themselves around your waist and you felt your legs turned into jelly. He sighed softly against your lips, making you shiver again.

"That's good, because that means that I am not alone with my feelings." he panted into your kiss.

Then he did let go of you a little to look into your eyes. He lifted one of his hands from your hips to caress your cheek gently. Your body were tensed in excitement. You looked at him, his lips were slightly opened, his eyes were glistening and streaks of his hair fell into his face, making him look even sexier, forbidden sexy.

"Please, go out with me!" he whispered and you had nothing else to say but "Yes" you wanted that, you wanted him and as he got his answer, you could feel his lips moving against yours, stealing your breath again.

He kissed you and passionately, your hands trailed up to his neck into his hair while you felt him, pulling you closer.

Oh yes, you loved this man.