13th Doctor Preferences

Chapter 4: Her Favourite Part Of Your Body

Answer? She didn't have one. No, the Doctor very much in love with every. Single. Inch. Of you.

How could she be forced to pick on attribute from your many, as her favourite? What about your inquisitive eyes, your unabashed smile, the smooth skin of your back, your kissable thighs, your curved arches?

To select one would be to deny the rest. A crime she was not willing to commit.

To her, you were the most exquisite creature to ever exist. She was sure even the stars and the galaxies- with all their supposed allure- were jealous of your beauty. How could they not be envious? Nothing and no one could compare to you.

No matter how many times her gaze took in your simply breathtaking form, her hearts couldn't help but skip a beat. At times the female would find herself completely love drunk when it came to your body.

The fact that she was able to hold you in her arms, made her feel like the luckiest woman alive. From the moment you chose her to be yours, the Doctor vowed to make sure you knew how cherished your were. Never did she want that unique sparkle, that delightful laugh, knowing smirk or that inner, regal confidence to fade away. Never did you deserve to feel unworthy. How dare an angel be forced to forget it's wings.

You were her angel, her amour, the brightest star when things became dark in her life.

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A/N: I wrote this for another book but loved the message so much, I could resist to post it here. Sending you all reminders that you are perfect the way you are and don't let anyone tell you otherwise!