Nine Months, Twelve Days (Whouffle fanfic)

I Know How This Ends

Clara ended up falling asleep on top of the Doctor on the couch. She woke up fully aware of this, but didn't want to move. She stirred a little, and the Doctor moved his hand from her waist. After it was gone, she missed his hand'a warmth. She had told herself that living with the Doctor was going to make her task of not falling for him that much harder. And she had been right. Ever since they had moved into this house together, every little thing the Doctor did sent sparks through her every fiber. She found herself smiling more and more; and this was only after three days.

"Good morning. Did you sleep well?" She heard the Doctor whisper, bringing her out of her trance.

"Really great, actually. Is it bad that I don't want to get up?" Clara whispered back. She felt a kiss on the top of her head and a pair of arms wrap a little bit tighter around her.

"So we won't move."

"Aren't you uncomfortable?" Clara asked.

"A little bit. But no worries, I like living here with you. And if living with you means spooning on the couch, I think I can do just that," the Doctor said, not really realizing what was coming out of his mouth. He saw Clara smile, and she shifted so she was sitting up. He was staring at her, and she was staring at him. He glanced down at her lips, and she did the same to him. Before either one knew what they were doing, they both leaned in and kissed the other.

Clara was the one to break the kiss. She needed to breathe, and apparently so did the Doctor since he was panting. Clara blushed a deep crimson and she saw the Doctor do the same.

"I am so sorry. We really shouldn't have done that..." Clara said, getting up. The Doctor was visibly confused and followed her lead, also standing up.

"Why not? You've only flirted with me since we met. You've been sending me signals. I may be really daft about some things, and normally relationships are one of those things, but there were defiantly signals Clara."

"Because if I let myself fall for you, I only end up getting hurt. You regenerate. I die. Okay? I flirt with you because I like seeing you get all flustered and blush. I like seeing you bounce around and act like a child. I like you. I really do. But I've been trying really hard to keep myself for falling for you because falling for you means falling in love with you. And falling in love with you means us either ruining our friendship, us getting married, which means I die with you, or us breaking up and you leaving me or vice versa. I'm trying to save myself the pain."

"Clara..."

"Don't. I'm going to make breakfast," Clara said, interrupting him.

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Clara had been tense all day and had ignored the Doctor whenever possible. She only had a few more months of this, she could keep herself from falling for him. Right? Wrong. Even she knew she was lying to herself.

The Doctor went to his room and started tinkering with some of the stuff Clara had put in there for him. He wanted to cry, but stopped himself. If Calra walked in on him crying, that would be too embarrassing to even look at her again.

He walked downstairs and went into the kitchen to find Clara sitting at the kitchen table, drinking a cup of tea and reading. She glanced at him when he walked in, blushed, and looked back down. The Doctor sat down next to her.

"You know we can't just ignore each other for the next few months," the Doctor started.

"Yeah...I know. Sorry I've been such a bitch today. It's just saying that stuff out loud made it all seem really real."

"Clara. It's fine, I've been a real jerk too. I want us to be something more than friends, whatever that is. But if you don't want to, that's totally okay. I understand why you don't want to."

"I'm not sure that I can be anything more than friends with you. Ever...because... I already know how it ends."

Clara got up and walked away, tears streaming down her face as the Doctor just stared after her, not sure of what to do.

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