Sam x Reader (Sam's POV): Seeing Him Again by ViviVanGogh, literature
Literature
Sam x Reader (Sam's POV): Seeing Him Again
When I woke up the bed was cold and ______ wasn’t in bed. I sat up and sighed when I saw her standing next to the sink drinking coffee.
“Morning sleepyhead,” she smiled. I walked over to her and pecked her on the cheek before making myself a cup.
“Sleep well?” I asked nuzzling her neck.
“Yep,” she said popping the p, “So what’s the plan for the day?”
“Research mostly, might head into town to ask the locals some questions,” I shrugged and watched her walk over to her duffle and grab a change of clothes.
She rolled her (e/c) eyes and started changing, “That ought to b
Eleven x Reader: Not just Tired by ViviVanGogh, literature
Literature
Eleven x Reader: Not just Tired
You leaned back against the door of the TARDIS, taking deep breaths, and watched him dance around the console flicking switches and pulling levers, a jovial smile gracing his face. You slid down against the railing slowly and closed your eyes, focusing on the hum and whir of the TARDIS. You didn't see him finally pause for a moment and look over to you, or see his eyebrows knit together in worry and confusion. He walked over to you and sat.
“(Y/n), are you alright?” he asked taking one of your hands in his.
“Hmm? Oh, yeah just tired,” you lied and kept your eyes closed.
“If there’s something else, plea