âMuch better now that Iâm with youâŠâ she mumbled he head on his chest. âI missed you⊠memories started to crop up, and then regrets that we didnât surrender to each other earlierâŠâ she kissed his jawline.
For half a second, Koschei just stood there, letting her kiss him without a reaction. Then he tilted his head ever so slightly and changed the angle just enough to return the gesture properly.
âWhat memories?â
âJust…. Memories, our usual rivalries and then the more nicer ones… when we had to work together… those are my favourite… The calm Chats we had on the vallient… sorta wish i talked a bit more during the yeah and not kept silent…â Theta mumbled.
@rhythmofwarâ – Too keep track of what we have lol. –Â
âI’m trying so hard and itâs all just for you.â – Ask – Continuation
He sighed. âYes⊠itâs been a while tho⊠quite a few decadesâŠâ he clenched his hands and then gathered himself, before walking over to him.
âIâve missed you.â Theta told him. âDidnât even know if you survived⊠Iâm VERY glad that you did..â
âI wasnât sure myself for a while,â the Master replied. He wasnât looking at him, but the vulnerability in his voice didnât last long. Better to forget what had happened. His dreams reminded him often enough as it was.Â
He didnât cave to the teasing, or let it get the better of him. No, he had waited too long for this moment, he walked right over and kissed him, showing him just how much he missed him. His hand even moved to his neck and hips, so that he can pull him closer.
âWhat situation? I have no idea what you are talking aboutâ he grins cheekily and winks at him. Not that he would ever forget himself that he had tripped and fallen onto his lipsâŠ. but now he thought about it⊠he really wanted him to kiss him again⊠but on purpose this time.
âRight,â the Master murmured, rolling off of him and standing to dust off his jeans. âYes. Exactly.â He turned, just to hide the smirk on his lips, and stretched. Any cat in his situation would definitely be purring right now â perhaps he was, too, very quietly.Â
âSo⊠we were talking about food.â
âWe- we were? Right yes, we were!â He nods. âWe should go out and either get some Chinese takeout or perhaps fish and chips?â With a side order of them actually having a real relationship…
ââŠPoisonâŠ.â he gasped as it started to attack his insides. He gasped in pain, curling inwards, one arm gripping his stomach, the other the table. âWas⊠Did youâŠ?â
âMed bay⊠donât just stand there! HELP ME! TARDIS! MED-BAY!â
The Master watched in silence for several seconds, unmoving, taking in the sight of the Doctor as his body fought the poison. He could almost feel it himself, mentally calculating how fast it was spreading. They still had a few minutes.Â
âA please wouldnât go amiss, you knowâŠ?â
His fist clenched as he groaned in pain, eyes squinting shut.
âKoschei PLEASE!â He almost begged, his forehead on the table, having curled tightly inwards.
Was that fear in his voice? Ask him he would deny it till he died, but he was terrified.
Koscheiâs reaction was delayed, if only slightly, but then he finally turned around, wrapping his arms around her out of an instinct he thought he had buried too deep to ever resurface. Perhaps he had succeeded; the gesture was unpractised and awkward, but eventually he settled for holding her with a slightly concerned frown, one hand between her shoulders, the other subconsciously brushing back her hair.Â
âYou alright there?â
âMuch better now that Iâm with you…â she mumbled he head on his chest. âI missed you… memories started to crop up, and then regrets that we didnât surrender to each other earlier…â she kissed his jawline.