13th Doctor X Reader

Short and sweet - Part eight

I DO NOT OWN THE DOCTOR OR ANY COMPANIONS ALL RIGHTS GO TO THE BBC.

*Slight fluff warning but barely anything*

Y/N POV
Before i know it we're back in the tardis. Ryan, Graham and Yaz all decide that they want to go home, see a few family members and have a good few nights of sleep to recover from today's events. I would leave too, maybe go and see some family as well.

But i'm cross.

And me and the Doctor need to have a chat. I thank the three of them, wish them luck and turn to the Doctor as they shut the door.
"What was that all about?" I irritability mutter.
"What was what about?" The Doctor replies, confusion plastered across her face.
"You being so distant from me. You couldn't even bring yourself to look at me!"
"Y/N what are you on about?.." She replies, but the tone in her voice tells me she knows exactly what i'm talking about.
"In the room, we almost, we almost kissed Doctor. And then you just became distant and you couldn't look at me. You couldn't even look at me!"
"Yes i could." She responds bluntly.

"Look i understand if i read something wrong and you don't feel the same but you can absolutely not play with my feelings, not speak to me and then expect me to act all jolly and happy with you!"

"Not everything is about you! You have no idea what i was thinking about! For your information i wanted to look at you, smile at you. But my head has so much in it i could never explain it! And i'm sorry, i'm so so sorry! But sometimes too much is happening, and i can't deal with it! And when you sacrificed yourself, do you even know what i'd do without you? I wouldn't be able to live knowing it was my fault!" The Doctor shouts back at me, tears glossing over her usually bright and happy eyes.
"I could never understand and i get that! But you're not the only one with feelings and confusion. You don't own me, and it was stupid of me to sacrifice myself, i know. But i am my own person. So just please. Not again." I walk up to the Doctor and wrap my arms around her, feeling her bring me in closer. I bury my head in her hair, breathing in the soft scent of flowers and sweet dreams.

"I'm going to go sleep now." I murmur into her hair. "Me too, i don't normally need that much sleep but today's been a bit eventful on all fronts" The Doctor replies, she seems to be back to her happy self again. "I am so sorry, Doctor."
I smile at her. "I know you are." She smiles back, cupping my cheek in her delicate hand. Sending shivers from the spot in which she's holding me, right down to my toes.

I walk down the tardis ' corridor and into my bedroom, sinking into my bed and quickly changing into some comfy pyjamas. I slip under the duvets and drift of into a sleep of mixed emotions.

5 Hours Later

I wake up startled, unsure of the dream i had just witnessed. Yet sure it wouldn't have been too inviting, due to my anxious state. I slip out of bed, and walk over to the door. Catching a sight of myself in my full length mirror. My hair disheveled and face pale. I sigh and carry on walking out of the room. I'm not sure where i'm going, i just feel like a walk to get out of my thoughts.
I walk out into the control room to see the Doctor sitting crosslegged, sleeves rolled up and boots flung in the corner.
"Hey Doc," I murmur as she lifts her tired head up to smile, "I thought you were getting some sleep?" I walk up to her and put my arm around the side of her delicate frame. "Yeah well the TARDIS needed fixing, i'm not very good at sleeping." The Doctor turns to face me, and we both seem surprised at how close our faces are. She bites her lip and a blush forms on her cheeks. Her actions create a blush on my own face, too. I can almost feel the heat circling around us.

The Doctor sits away again, much to my disappointment. This time she bites her lip in thought. "Look, Y/N, i don't think this is weird but if it is you can totally say no but i was wondering if you'd just come and sit with me in my room? I just can't sleep at all and-" Her anxious rambling is quickly interrupted by my once again happy voice. "Doctor it's fine, come on let's go. I'm tired!" I smile widely.

W arrive in the Doctor's room. Books spread out across the floor, maps and blueprints covering what i think is a desk. Although it is hard to see under the mess, which somehow makes the room look beautiful. Her bed is pushed up against a wall, wooden with blue duvet covers, just like the tardis. She mutters something about the mess and kicks a few books to the side. "Hey!" I say jokily, "We aren't aggressive in the tardis. Especially not in your room!" The Doctor smirks and i turn away to control the blush, embarrassed at what i had so innocently said,  yet almost baffled the Doctor could take something like that out of context. She sits once again, cross legged on her bed and signals for me to sit down with her. We both sit in a comfortable silence, sat only a few inches from each other. I turn to face the Doctor who appears to already be looking at me. She turns a crimson red, to which i laugh quietly.
"Come on let's get some sleep." I smile, amazed i could bring myself to talk. We slip under the covers and i realise we are surprisingly close. The Doctors face a few breaths from my own. My heart rate increases as the Doctor reaches for my hand under the covers and holds it delicately in her own, resting them on my hip. Butterflies spreading up and down through my veins. I look into her eyes, admittedly not wanting to look away.
"Can we stay like this?" The Doctor asks, her voice almost a whisper. Our mouths so close they're almost touching. "Of course." I reply, trying to look anywhere but her eyes. Or her lips.

It's almost as though the Doctor is reading my mind when i see her eyes flick through my features, her eyes resting on my lips for a few seconds. Suddenly i'm aware that her body is closer to me, every inch of my self is pressed against her. And i'm not complaining. She looks at my lips, then back to my eyes. I feel like melting then and there. I squeeze her hand, and am met with a pleasant surprise when her lips are pressed against mine. Short and sweet. Enough to leave me fully satisfied yet wanting more.

Butterflies swim around every inch of my body, my heart beating at an unhuman rate. I smile onto her lips.
"I thought i'd let you know that you're so hot when you're angry" She whispers, sending shivers through my body. I rest my head in the nape of her neck, almost certain she can feel me smiling against the bare skin. Short and sweet.

I DO NOT OWN THE DOCTOR OR ANY COMPANIONS ALL RIGHTS GO TO THE BBC.