Disclaimer: Yes and maybe I'll become the fairy munchkin princess
AN: Short drabble about Quil and Clara. Kinda on a wolf tangent right now.
Warmth
I remember there was a time before Quil, it was when I was very young and all I can really remember is that it was cold. Then again everyone seems cold compared to him. He is warmth.
I've always been an affectionate person, I crave kisses and hugs and human contact. I need it to survive. Thankfully Quil was always there to provide.
I remember the boys use to make fun of me for hanging out with a guy who was obliviously older then I am. They would make dirty jokes but when I left school crying Quil was quick to reassure me and hold me in his arms.
The next day the kids that had made fun of me stayed far away and a few gave me scared glances.
Quil has always been the person that hugs me and makes sure I feel that I'm loved. He is the only one who can make me feel truly warm.
Perhaps that is why I've never dated any other guys, never really tried to have a crush on any of the boys at school. They all seemed so cold and I craved warmth. So in a way there was only ever one choice for me.
Quil is warmth. I want warmth, I crave it, hunger for it. I want Quil.