A KISS IS NEVER SIMPLE
SUMMARY: The Doctor receives an unexpected..."present" from his female companion that frankly, leaves him utterly baffled.
A/N: The great thing about this short One-shot! story is that it can be read to fit with *any* Doctor & *any* companion, provide it's one of the female ones, of which there have been plenty. So choose your favorite pair and enjoy some light fluff! But for the curious ones out there, I had originally planned this for Eleven & Clara...cuz they are adorable. No shame. Please Review!
DISCLAIMER: Everything Doctor Who-related belongs to the BBC. However, the situations I put the DW characters in, are completely of my own making, for better or for worse.
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It was unexpected, this..."new development" in their friendship.
Erm, if that was even the right term for it.
But certainly not unpleasant...
And it certainly wasn't that he didn't enjoy it on some level or another, heavens no.
It wasn't even that he felt too old at receiving such an..."open display of affection".
It's just...the truth was, he was no good at it, complete rubbish in fact.
Always had been, and most likely, always will be.
(Though, who knows? A future version might actually know what he's doing, at least, one could always hope.)
But these women...!
With their emotions!
Such raw emotions...so many impulses...
They all threatened his abilities to think clearly and logically in times of crisis.
Which was practically every day for him.
And worse, they were a cause of major distraction!
Of course, every female companion had been different in their own ways...but they all had one thing in common:
They insisted upon driving him up the bloody wall!
Every time!
How silly he allowed himself to act when around them...how utterly ridiculous he must look...
It baffled & frustrated him to his very core.
And this one was no different...
She clearly fancied him...for the proof was quickly becoming self-evident...
The way she moved her lips against his...the bright flushing of the cheeks...
But it was brief...very brief...maybe too brief?
Like she didn't quite know what she was doing...like her body had sprung upon him of its own volition, without her consent.
Odd, that.
The real question he had to ask himself was: WHY?
Oh, he knew about the birds and bees, of course...and hormones...and chemistry of the brain...and what-not...
But quite honestly, he felt like he didn't deserve even a tiny bit of it.
And why now, of all times?
He wasn't dying...she wasn't dying...they weren't being threatened by aliens or monsters...
It didn't make any kind of sense at all!
It all sort of...came out of nowhere, with little to no warning.
He had been standing next to the console, flipping switches as usual, flying through the vortex smoothly.
She had been sitting on one of the chairs, off to the side.
They had been making simple idle chit-chat about this and that...
All of a sudden, there she was...her lips were on his.
Simple, quick, chaste even.
No tongues, thank heavens...not entirely sure what he would have done if...er...well, you know...if it *had* lasted longer.
Then, it was over.
She had smiled then...one of those shy, warm smiles...her eyes sparkling with mirth & mischief.
And was that...? Yes...yes, I do believe she was giggling!
Then she left the room, practically skipping down the corridors.
But...but...but what was the meaning of it all?
Her actions had always remained a mystery to me, but this?
This one takes the cake!
But...so...WHAT THE DEVIL DO I DO NOW!?
