Doctor Who Imagines {DISCONTINUED}

You're Not Alone (10th/Reader platonic/fluff)

"Who wants to stand still when there's so much life happening out there?" Doctor said, gazing out at the Earth from the TARDIS.

"Certainly not you," I said with a smile. He nodded and glanced over at me. He had just gotten back from a fiasco on a spaceship called the Titanic. He was really quiet, but he wouldn't tell me what was wrong.

"Doctor... Please, tell me and I can help." He shook his head.

"You wouldn't want to hear it," he stated simply. I shook my head.

"I do want to. Else I'll be worried that you're not telling me what's wrong." He sighed and went to sit in his chair. I was determined, though. I sat next to him with my legs across his.

"We're not going anywhere until you tell me." He looked over at me with tears welling in his eyes. It must have been really bad. I scooted so I was sitting in his lap and I put my arms around him. He burried his face in my neck and cried for a while. I just rocked and rubbed his arms.

"It's alright, Doctor. It'll be okay. Shhh." He sniffed as he stopped crying. We continued to stay in this position until he was ready to talk.

"I met someone. Her name was Astrid. She... She was fantastic. She was smart, funny, beautiful... Sort of like you." I blushed but let him continue. "There was this guy, the owner of the ship's company. He was trying to kill everyone. Astrid, she..." his voice cracked and he was crying again. I tangled my fingers in his hair and held him tight again.

"She got caught up in it. I tried to keep her out of it, but she saw that I was in trouble and she tried to save me." I swallowed hard.

"What happened next?"

"She drove a forklift thing off into an engine chamber. She... She burnt up." I held him as tight as possible.

"Doctor, it's gonna be alright. I'm sure she-"

"No, (Y/N)! It's not okay! She kissed me and then she died! I liked her a lot and I tried to get her back but I couldn't!" He was still crying, but now he was yelling.  He had pushed me off of him and he was pacing. I stood and grabbed his shoulders.

"Doctor! Listen to me!" He glared at me. "I know you don't want to be alone, but you can't save everyone. And you're not alone." I rubbed his forearms and sighed. "I know you care so much about everyone you meet. And I know that this girl was different. You would have brought her with us if you could, right?" He nodded and looked at my hands.

"It's not fair. She died to save me, and it should have been the other way around."

"You can't save everyone every time, Doctor. Listen." He looked into my eyes and I pulled him into a hug, my head resting on his shoulder and his arms tightly wrapped around me.

"I'd say you need to let go, but you never will, so I'll just say this. You are never going to be alone again. I'm not leaving you any time soon." I kissed his cheek and he stiffened.

"(Y/N), I can't," he began. I nodded.

"I know. I don't expect you to. But just remember that you can look back at all those times you've saved the Earth, all six billion people down there. All those other planets you saved. All the lives you touched." He nodded and rested his chin on my head.

"You're really brilliant, you know that?" he said.

"I learned from the best," I replied. He gave me a funny look when he pulled away. "You should get some sleep, Doctor. No telling what's going to happen tomorrow." He nodded.

"I know I said I can't, but... I dunno... What if I could?" he mumbled, mostly to himself. He studied my face carefully before lowering his head and brushing my lips softly with his own.

I leaned into the kiss and let my lips linger on his for a bit longer before pulling back and searching his face. He had a look on his face he got after someone kissed him and he liked it. He didn't know that he did it, do he had no idea why I was giggling.

"What? What's funny?"

"Nothing. Just glad to know that you enjoy my lips." He cleared his throat. "C'mon, Doctor. Let's get you to bed." He nodded and let me lead him to his room. He kicked off his shoes and went to a wardrobe to retrieve his "jim-jams".

"I'm gonna go to bed myself," I said nervously. I was halfway out the door when he grabbed my arm. I turned and he was holding his shirt in one hand. He hadn't even gotten out of his suit all the way.

"No. Stay. Please, I don't want to be alone anymore. Please." His pleading eyes were enough to make anyone stay. Nodded.

"Can I just go get my jams on?"

"Borrow mine." I laughed a little until I saw that he was dead serious. I nodded and he handed a set to me. I put them on in there (since I wasn't worried about him seeing me with no shirt - he's been naked in the TARDIS with me accidentally walking in plenty of times) and we crawled under the blanket together.

He scooted close to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He pressed his ear to my chest and listened to my heartbeat while I patted his back and hummed softly. He may be the one who saves the world all the time, but I'm the one who takes care of him.