Drabble for theriversdream (Peri/Five)
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lithraelAs I'm on a massive Who kick, this is the first challenge I've completed for the meme. (Totally not a proper drabble - I'm just not that economical.)
A Peri/Five scene for teh rivers dream! Contains slight lusting.
Modesty Is Cricket
"You have."
"I haven't!"
"You have," he said with finality, and gave a little sigh as he frowned disappointedly at her. He had expected his belongings would stay where he put them, now Turlough was gone.
Nervous steps brought her closer as she protested. "Please, Doctor - why should I go messing with your things?"
He tilted his head back to look suspiciously down on her. "I don't know..."
She sighed back at him, brows knitted in frustrated concern. "Look, I... I'll keep an eye out, okay? If I see it I'll be sure to let you know."
"Mmm." He looked distant, disconnected.
Peri took another step closer. "Does it really bother you that much? You didn't even have it when we met - and there's bound to be another one that's suitable, somewhere on the ship, surely?"
"That is not the point," he scolded, but snapped back into motion at last, hands moving confidently over the TARDIS console. "But I suppose you're right, it's not worth making such a fuss over. I'm sure it'll turn up."
It took all his strength not to eye her and add, "Won't it."
Peri smiled brightly, looking relieved - a sure sign of guilt, but he'd let it go. "I'm sure it will, Doctor." She reached his side and leaned over the console a little, watching him adjust their flight. "So, what are you doing now?"
Peri tuned out the words, hearing only the sound of his voice. The explanation was hopeless anyway. Her eyes swept up and down the Doctor's perfect arms, from his hands to his rolled-up shirtsleeves.
She'd return his apparently beloved jacket... later.
A Peri/Five scene for teh rivers dream! Contains slight lusting.
Modesty Is Cricket
"You have."
"I haven't!"
"You have," he said with finality, and gave a little sigh as he frowned disappointedly at her. He had expected his belongings would stay where he put them, now Turlough was gone.
Nervous steps brought her closer as she protested. "Please, Doctor - why should I go messing with your things?"
He tilted his head back to look suspiciously down on her. "I don't know..."
She sighed back at him, brows knitted in frustrated concern. "Look, I... I'll keep an eye out, okay? If I see it I'll be sure to let you know."
"Mmm." He looked distant, disconnected.
Peri took another step closer. "Does it really bother you that much? You didn't even have it when we met - and there's bound to be another one that's suitable, somewhere on the ship, surely?"
"That is not the point," he scolded, but snapped back into motion at last, hands moving confidently over the TARDIS console. "But I suppose you're right, it's not worth making such a fuss over. I'm sure it'll turn up."
It took all his strength not to eye her and add, "Won't it."
Peri smiled brightly, looking relieved - a sure sign of guilt, but he'd let it go. "I'm sure it will, Doctor." She reached his side and leaned over the console a little, watching him adjust their flight. "So, what are you doing now?"
Peri tuned out the words, hearing only the sound of his voice. The explanation was hopeless anyway. Her eyes swept up and down the Doctor's perfect arms, from his hands to his rolled-up shirtsleeves.
She'd return his apparently beloved jacket... later.
