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That's what he considered Clara Oswald. His companion, his impossible girl, his.
She had a thousand echoes all over his timestream, all running to try and save him from disaster. She had risked her life by jumping into his timestream, even though at that moment she thought she was going to die.
They had a bound, a connection. One that he wouldn't let be destroyed by P.E
Ugh, how he hated that human, who was trying to steal his Clara from him.
Trying, being the key word.
Because the Doctor wasn't going to stand for it.
Not when he knew that this Danny Pink was a rebound, a fling. Sure, Clara said she loved him, but love comes in different forms..
And he's seen the way Clara has looked at himself, the Doctor. When she looked at his eleventh form, he saw love in her eyes. He also saw admiration, laughter, and happiness.
And now, when she looks at his twelfth form, he see's love still, but not just that. He see's intense passion, lust, hunger, want, anger, annoyance...and he can't help but be excited by that.
He hadn't acted on it yet because he tried to be selfless. He knew society wouldn't be able to accept the idea of Clara and him. The age difference would be frowned upon. So he pushed her away. He acted cruel to her, in hopes that it would bank that fire in her eyes. But he never expected to see her actually replace him. To hear her say three words about another guy, when those words should have belonged to him.
So he decided: He was going to be selfish.
He was going to claim his companion, his Clara. Because his hearts belonged to her, and she had to know deep down that her heart belonged to him.
So, a few days after the 'incident' (a.k.a when Clara said those three special words to the wrong guy) the Doctor took the TARDIS to her flat.
He landed in her bedroom, taking over most of it.
When he walked out, he saw Clara there, standing, glaring. She was still mad over the who situation.
"You got anything to say for yourself Doctor?" She asked, hands on her hips, as if she was in teacher mode.
He didn't answer though. At least, not in the way she wanted.
He took three large strides to her, put a hand on the back of her head, and smashed their lips together in a claiming manner. Three words came out in quick breaths through it.
"You. Are. Mine."
So that was a quick one shot. Possessive Doctor. If I get people wanting this to be a two shot, I will end up turning it that way. I feel the next chapter would either be T or M. So anyway, if you want a two shot, let me know.
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