Annoyance wasn’t half of what was on her face. The Doctor pouted, settling in her seat as she gave The Master a look that could kill. Talking was her main weapon. Being able to communicate, talk – to have that taken away from her reminded her of the time that creature took her voice on MIDNIGHT. It wasn’t nice.
She crossed her arms, just watching him.
His eyes widened when he realised she didn’t appreciate his teasing or perhaps, she didn’t understand that it was a joke.
“Hey…” he said, gently touching her arm to stop her from leaving. “Hey, love, it was just a joke… I was teasing… come here…” he stepped closer and cupped her cheek.
“This really bothers you doesn’t it…” he asked his eyes showing consern.
The Doctor stopped, bit her lip, and turned slightly to look back at the other. At the gentleness and the touch, she seemed to relax slightly, matching his gentleness in her gaze. Looking down slightly, she gave a small nod, before looking away. Yes, it bothered her. Perhaps more than anything ever had before. Because it made her feel powerless and in a position wherein she couldn’t even try and stop anything.
She didn’t even care who she had to kiss. She just wanted to get back to normal.
Sighing, she moved her hand up and took The Master’s hand, shaking her head slightly as she looked back to him, focusing a bit more. He didn’t need to kiss her if he didn’t want to. But how to communicate that to him? Hardest part ever. She placed her hand up, and moved away, looking away a bit as she did. She’ll figure this out, without needing someone to kiss her.
He tuts and rolled his eyes slightly, before linking their fingers together, a sign that he wasn’t planning on leaving her any time soon.
Still holding her hand, he used his other one to gently pull her her into a kiss.
A kiss that showed her that he in no way, didn’t want kiss her… neck he’s wanted to do this since he opened the Fobwatch back when she was the boyish man with spiky hair.
Annoyance wasn’t half of what was on her face. The Doctor pouted, settling in her seat as she gave The Master a look that could kill. Talking was her main weapon. Being able to communicate, talk – to have that taken away from her reminded her of the time that creature took her voice on MIDNIGHT. It wasn’t nice.
She crossed her arms, just watching him.
He gives her a mock pout and then grins again.
“It’s okay love, I’ll kiss you in a bit, just let me have this little bit of peace and quite.” He snickered.
Oh, that offended her. That really put a downer in her persona. Little bit of peace of quiet? That wasn’t fair at all—
With a sigh, she stood and shifted, signing the following, ‘I’ll go and find somebody else then.’ It was a different language she was signing in, not something that she was sure The Master would understand, but she tried. If nothing else, the attitude that she signed it in? She didn’t seem impressed.
His eyes widened when he realised she didn’t appreciate his teasing or perhaps, she didn’t understand that it was a joke.
“Hey…” he said, gently touching her arm to stop her from leaving. “Hey, love, it was just a joke… I was teasing… come here…” he stepped closer and cupped her cheek.
“This really bothers you doesn’t it…” he asked his eyes showing consern.
Annoyance wasn’t half of what was on her face. The Doctor pouted, settling in her seat as she gave The Master a look that could kill. Talking was her main weapon. Being able to communicate, talk – to have that taken away from her reminded her of the time that creature took her voice on MIDNIGHT. It wasn’t nice.
She crossed her arms, just watching him.
He gives her a mock pout and then grins again.
“It’s okay love, I’ll kiss you in a bit, just let me have this little bit of peace and quite.” He snickered.
Intimacy is beyond kisses and cuddles and sex. Intimacy is getting a headache and taking a nap, and waking up to your laundry folded and your partner rubbing your back. Intimacy is crying and yelling at night about your past to someone who listens and comforts you. Intimacy is watching shows in your pjs for hours and eating pizza together and being able to communicate love through holding hands. It’s never running out of conversation but doing it anyways to enjoy silence.
drapetxmaniia - The Urge to run away 