Doctor Who Oneshots

Cuddles (9/10/11)

Ten:

You and the Doctor had a very fun day. You love everything you and the Doctor do, except of course when he's absentmindedly flirting with someone right in front of you. You mentioned it once before though and he didn't realize he'd been doing it and gave you permission to slap him - face, arm, whatever - if he ever does it again.

Today, you both went to the starship Titanic. There was a very beautiful girl whom you were very jealous of on the spot. She had all the looks and the way she talked was beautiful. Everything about her was.

And of course the Doctor just had to flirt with her.

You couldn't entirely blame him. Look at her. You believe she's definitely an upgrade. (Which btw isn't true you babes are beautiful and magnificent in every way. Ily)

You try to be polite to Astrid but your jealousy got the best of you a lot and you'd snap. You even made sure to kiss your stupid alien boyfriend in front of her so she knows he is yours.

The Doctor obviously could tell you were jealous and just loved it. He loves how cute you get when you're jealous.

This all, of course, was earlier today. Now you and the Doctor are in the TARDIS and he's just got that stupid "i-know-something" smirk on his face. (Btw in this, Astrid didn't die but she decided she didn't want to go with the Doctor and (y/n) because she doesn't like the danger.)

"What?" You huff, a pout set firmly on your lips.

"You were jealous." He pointed out.

"Well yeah. You were flirting again with someone much better than me, what else am I supposed to feel?" You snap, arms crossed.

His eyebrows scrunch in confusion and his smirk is wiped off of his face. "Better than you? Now I'm a believer in impossible things, but that's damn impossible and always will be." He takes a few steps towards you and you look up at him, silently cursing his height, and shake your head.

"She's more beautiful and funny and adorable. I'm blah." You look down at your shoes and sigh.

"'Blah' is far from what you are, angel. You're absolutely gorgeous in every way. You're brilliant and I'd even go as far to say you're a genius. You're selfless and loving. You make everyone so much more calm. Did you see how panicked everyone was today? They calmed down because of how you took control. I couldn't be more proud to be the boyfriend of the most amazing girl in the universe." He smiles and presses a kiss to your forehead.

You still sit there, pouting. He pulls you close and apologizes, but you still don't say anything.

"What can I do to make up for it, angel?" He asks, pulling back to look into your slightly tear-filled eyes. "Why are you crying?"

"I've always pointed out my flaws. So many people have. I don't know how to feel about compliments." You breathe out a small laugh. "Cuddles can definitely make up for it, i-if you're okay with it."

The Doctor smiles and pulls you into your room before laying down on the bed with you. You sigh in contentment as he positions you on top of him with your face buried in the crook of his neck. He has his arms around your waist, his hands barely above your ass but you don't care. You just love the feeling of being close to your doctor.

Eleven:

You were feeling very tired. You asked the Doctor if you both could just stay in today, and he happily obliged. He loves when the two of you just stay in on the TARDIS. He loves reading in the library either to you or just enjoying your presence as you both read separate books. He loves watching inaccurate time and space travel films and pointing out the flaws until you silence him with a kiss to his lips (you also found that to be very effective when he rambles).

"What do you want to do?" He asks you, jumping up and down a tad bit. You obviously know that he loves staying in with you and enjoys your company.

"Could we watch a film? Or maybe just talk? I dunno, I'm just too tired and sore for an adventure." You smile a little as you stretch your legs a little.

The Doctor grimaces when you mention being sore and sighs. "I'm sorry. Maybe we shouldn't run so much." He grins a little guilty smile. "How about we talk in the library?"

"That sounds good to me." You smile and the both of you walk hand in hand to the library.

He sits down on the couch and then pulls you down on his lap facing him.

You blush a bit and smile, kissing his nose. He presses his lips to yours and bites your lip gently, making you blush.

"You're so adorable when you blush." The Doctor grins, his green eyes sparkling.

You roll you (e/c) eyes and move to sit down beside him instead of on his lap. "If we're gonna be on a couch, I expect cuddles."

"Well, of course. I-I just wasn't, er... sure if you wanted..." he blushes and clears his throat. "Lay down."

You lay down and the Doctor lays beside you, placing his head on your chest to listen to your heart. The beat of your heart comforts him when he's feeling down, and you love cuddling like this. You run your fingers through his brown hair and smile as he nuzzles into you.

He suddenly pokes your boob and you swat his hand away. "What are you doing?"

"Why do women have boobs? What's so special about them?" He asked, reaching to poke it again.

"Stop touching my boob!" You swat at his hand again and he smiles apologetically.

You roll your eyes and sigh, knowing he's going to try again sooner or later but you don't care. You're too content with the Doctor's bodyheat warming you up.

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Henlooo

I had to have some comedy at the end :D not very good comedy but still somewhat comedy. I hope y'all enjoyed this.