Lordly Love

What are we?

     It's been three weeks since the incident, but the Master was still having nightmares. It's not exactly easy to just forget that you were raped almost became a slave to aid in reproduction. The Doctor still hadn't been truly informed of what happened that day, he just knew that something had hurt his lover who know was uncomfortable with sexual contact of any kind. He also was oddly averse to pet names now. 

     The Doctor walked up behind the Master and placed his hand on one side of him, "Koschei" he whispered. "You can't mope around forever. Please talk to me. Please tell me what happened." The Master didn't say anything, just pushed him off and walked away towards the library. The Doctor sighed before following, upset that he had to keep playing this game. 

     "Come on now, Love. At least tell me where you want to go."

     Silence.

     "We don't have to go anywhere if you don't want to."

     Silence

     "What about a beach? Maybe a museum?"

     Silence.

     "This is incredibly unlike you. Please just talk to me, I want to help you."

     Tapping. The tapping, the tapping ingrained in the Master's thoughts. The drumming that the Doctor thought was gone for good, the drumming that drove the Master to insanity. 

     "Is the drumming back?"

     "It never left."

     "so you've just been ignoring it this whole time? Why didn't you tell me? We can't function as a couple if you won't talk to me."

     Silence

     "Why don't you trust me?"

     "Why'd you leave me to fend it off by myself?" With each word, he got louder, more mad, "Why'd you leave me alone? I needed you and you weren't there!" He turned around, tears in his eyes. "I love you, but I can't be with someone who isn't going to-"

     "Going to what? Do their best to make sure you're healthy and happy and being taken care of? That you're having fun at every second? That you have a bed to sleep in and a shower and somewhere to live? That you have someone who loves you with the entirety of both their hearts and would do anything for you? I'm not the problem here. Get your shit figured out." He stormed out, regretting that he yelled but happy that the problem wasn't being completely ignored anymore.