"I AM DEFINITELY A MADMAN WITH A BLUE BOX."
- The Doctor
He was just a Time Lord,
one who loved meddling
with fire. And she was his
perfect match.
[ Eleventh Doctor x O...
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"Doctor, you need to start cooking again!" I sighed sprawled out on the couch next to Craig who nodded along.
"Yes, that was absolutely brilliant!" Craig moaned. "Where did you learn to cook like that?" He asks.
"Paris, in the eighteenth century. No, hang on, that's not recent, is it the seventeenth? No, no, no, yep, it was definitely the twentieth." He smiled, making Craig raise a brow and me laugh into my hand.
"Has anyone ever told you, you're a bit weird ?" Craig asked, the Doctor only smiling in reply.
"They never really stop, ever been to Paris, Craig?"
"Nah, I can't see the point of Paris," Craig explained, making me raise a brow.
"Not much of a traveler then, I assume?" I asked Craig, earning a nod in return.
"Mmm, I can tell from your sofa." I swung one leg over my other, Craig looking at me in confusion.
"My sofa?" He asked, the Doctor taking this chance to jump in.
"Yeah, you're starting to look like it." Craig rolled his eyes at the Doctor's wittiness but laughed all the same.
Shaking his head, Craig began rubbing the pink keys he held. "Thanks, mate, that's lovely." He laughed, "No, I like it here, I'd miss, I'd miss..." I rose a brow pointing to his keys.
"You'd miss those keys?" I asked, making Craig look at the keys in confusion.
"What?"
"You're sort of fondling the keys." I shrugged, the Doctor shaking his head throwing me a smile.
"I'm holding them." Craig dismissed with a wave, standing up from the couch.
I watched as he quickly grabbed something off the table, bringing back a set of keys causing the Doctor to stand with a smile. "These are your keys." He handed the Doctor the set of keys, making him and I both grin excitedly.
"We can stay!" I exclaimed, Craig, nodding with a smile.
"Yeah, you're both weird, but he can cook and you're pretty interesting, so it's good enough for me!" He handed the Doctor the set of keys, turning to me.
"I'll get your set printed tomorrow, but for the time being, I figured the two of you would just share." I nodded, watching the Doctor excitedly swing his keys around.
"And listen, Mark and I, we had an arrangement where if you ever need me out of your hair, just give me a shout, okay. I get the two of you are together, so I'll try to give you as much space around your room at night as possible." He winked our way, causing me to laugh silently and the Doctor to only look at Craig in confusion.
"Why would we need that?" He asked, me giggling when I realized he didn't deny the fact Craig said we were together.
I mean, the Doctor and I never really gave a name to whatever we currently were.
