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Today was a stressful day no two ways about it but luckily for you it was just about over. When you got home you jumped into the shower and then changed into some (favourite colour) lounge wear. In your hand you had (favourite drink) you sipped it walking into the lounge and sighed.
In your favourite seat sat the master. You had known the master for a while now. He was a strange man to say the least.
Along time ago you had met the Doctor, he had saved your life and you had saved his. You were never his companion but you were his friend sometimes he'd pop over for tea and tell you a story of his latest adventure.
Around three weeks after he told you about the last time he'd seen the master. He came.
Your not sure how he got into your house or why but he somehow he just appears. Sometimes to chat but a lot of the time he'd just read or sit and watch tv. Like a cat he would stay for five minutes or days.
You knew you should have kicked him out the first time you saw him sitting on your couch watching the telly. But what were you suppose to do go all Repunzal and point a frying pan at him?
Well true thats what you actually did but once he told you who he was well you didn't think a frying pan would work but as time had past you had grown to like him, maybe more then like.
Your thoughts were interrupted by a sigh, looking at him again you realised he was asleep.
Just as you were about to wake him a great idea popped into your head. You've always known that time lords have two hearts but what do they sound like? Do they beat at once or have a different rhyme? You'd asked yourself many times and this was your chance.
Putting your drink down, you quietly crept up to the master. You went on your knees and placed your left hand on his surprisingly warm black hoodie wearing chest. It felt well toned and a gently vibrate went through your finger tips. "Thats one" you giggle quietly placing your right hand next on chest. His heartbeats was a steady 'babumpbump babumpbump'
"what I wouldn't give for those hearts to beat for me" you whispered lightly. You blushed surprised that you had said that.
Maybe it was because you were so tired that you gently leaned your head on his chest listening to the strange peaceful heartbeat.
Just as you were about to fall asleep, you felt an arm wrap around you waist. "Do you watch Sherlock _____?" The Master asked not opening his eyes. "Y-yes" you stuttered squirming a little in his grasp. "So do you think you could deduce this situation?" He asked holding you tighter.
"I think so. I have my head and hands on your chest. And you have your arm wrapped around my waist" you said trying to keep the panic out of your voice and the blush off your cheeks.
"Good. Now would would you call this this invading of my personal space a crime?" He asked a slight smirk on his face. "Well..."
" And what happens to people who commits crime? You look a little tongue tide. So I'll answer for you. They get punished" he said picking you up and seating you on his lap.
"W-what are you going to do?" You asked nervously. "Well you have to be punished" the Master chuckled pressing his lips against your ear causing you to shudder. A few ideas popped into your head of what that punishment might be.
"Make. Me. A. Cup. Of. Tea." The Master said dropping you on the ground with a thud.
"Ow!" You said rubbing your backside. "Hurry up I like two sugars and tablespoon of milk" he said picking up a book and starting to read.
You sighed irritably and walked out of the room grumbling. "Oh! And make sure you return to my lap, your very comfy. I may keep you" he called after you.
The Master is a strange man no two ways about it. And your a strange woman for loving him. And thats the way you two like it.
In your favourite seat sat the master. You had known the master for a while now. He was a strange man to say the least.
Along time ago you had met the Doctor, he had saved your life and you had saved his. You were never his companion but you were his friend sometimes he'd pop over for tea and tell you a story of his latest adventure.
Around three weeks after he told you about the last time he'd seen the master. He came.
Your not sure how he got into your house or why but he somehow he just appears. Sometimes to chat but a lot of the time he'd just read or sit and watch tv. Like a cat he would stay for five minutes or days.
You knew you should have kicked him out the first time you saw him sitting on your couch watching the telly. But what were you suppose to do go all Repunzal and point a frying pan at him?
Well true thats what you actually did but once he told you who he was well you didn't think a frying pan would work but as time had past you had grown to like him, maybe more then like.
Your thoughts were interrupted by a sigh, looking at him again you realised he was asleep.
Just as you were about to wake him a great idea popped into your head. You've always known that time lords have two hearts but what do they sound like? Do they beat at once or have a different rhyme? You'd asked yourself many times and this was your chance.
Putting your drink down, you quietly crept up to the master. You went on your knees and placed your left hand on his surprisingly warm black hoodie wearing chest. It felt well toned and a gently vibrate went through your finger tips. "Thats one" you giggle quietly placing your right hand next on chest. His heartbeats was a steady 'babumpbump babumpbump'
"what I wouldn't give for those hearts to beat for me" you whispered lightly. You blushed surprised that you had said that.
Maybe it was because you were so tired that you gently leaned your head on his chest listening to the strange peaceful heartbeat.
Just as you were about to fall asleep, you felt an arm wrap around you waist. "Do you watch Sherlock _____?" The Master asked not opening his eyes. "Y-yes" you stuttered squirming a little in his grasp. "So do you think you could deduce this situation?" He asked holding you tighter.
"I think so. I have my head and hands on your chest. And you have your arm wrapped around my waist" you said trying to keep the panic out of your voice and the blush off your cheeks.
"Good. Now would would you call this this invading of my personal space a crime?" He asked a slight smirk on his face. "Well..."
" And what happens to people who commits crime? You look a little tongue tide. So I'll answer for you. They get punished" he said picking you up and seating you on his lap.
"W-what are you going to do?" You asked nervously. "Well you have to be punished" the Master chuckled pressing his lips against your ear causing you to shudder. A few ideas popped into your head of what that punishment might be.
"Make. Me. A. Cup. Of. Tea." The Master said dropping you on the ground with a thud.
"Ow!" You said rubbing your backside. "Hurry up I like two sugars and tablespoon of milk" he said picking up a book and starting to read.
You sighed irritably and walked out of the room grumbling. "Oh! And make sure you return to my lap, your very comfy. I may keep you" he called after you.
The Master is a strange man no two ways about it. And your a strange woman for loving him. And thats the way you two like it.
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