Yeah. And that's all I want for them in return. Just for the Doctor to be happy.
[He's incredibly good at calming her down and reasoning with her emotional side. She can get so caught up in the things that she feels sometimes, and he manages to anchor her right down to her more logical side. It's a nice balance, one that makes her truly feel like she isn't facing this alone.
They're doing it together, just like he said they would. Her fingers curl inward, hand slipping free of his hold so she can press her palm against his cheek.
Her eyes look to his for a moment, before glancing over to the boxes full of Doctor belongings. They linger there for a moment before she's unable to stay out of Takeshi's orbit any longer. He pulls her right back into the center of his gravity with just his presence alone.
He still has cuts along his cheek and nose in various stages of healing. He really is always hurt, she realizes. There's a protective urge to want to keep that from happening. But just this once, she doesn't need to be a carer. She can just let things be, and that's enough.]
I want it for you too.
[Her touch trails downward slightly, thumb ghosting along a cut on his nose and down to his lips. Her touch lingers there for a moment before slipping back, fingers sliding over his neck to comb through his hair. There's always an urge to taste him, the feeling of his lips against hers addicting. But she isn't in any rush, letting the simple intimacy of the moment bring them closer together.]
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[He's incredibly good at calming her down and reasoning with her emotional side. She can get so caught up in the things that she feels sometimes, and he manages to anchor her right down to her more logical side. It's a nice balance, one that makes her truly feel like she isn't facing this alone.
They're doing it together, just like he said they would. Her fingers curl inward, hand slipping free of his hold so she can press her palm against his cheek.
Her eyes look to his for a moment, before glancing over to the boxes full of Doctor belongings. They linger there for a moment before she's unable to stay out of Takeshi's orbit any longer. He pulls her right back into the center of his gravity with just his presence alone.
He still has cuts along his cheek and nose in various stages of healing. He really is always hurt, she realizes. There's a protective urge to want to keep that from happening. But just this once, she doesn't need to be a carer. She can just let things be, and that's enough.]
I want it for you too.
[Her touch trails downward slightly, thumb ghosting along a cut on his nose and down to his lips. Her touch lingers there for a moment before slipping back, fingers sliding over his neck to comb through his hair. There's always an urge to taste him, the feeling of his lips against hers addicting. But she isn't in any rush, letting the simple intimacy of the moment bring them closer together.]