If you're still taking fic requests, I'd love it if you could write a drabble about pregnant!clara being all fussy about The Doctor buying her what she's craving 3
The Doctor was resting his head against Clara's stomach, while she was passing lazily one hand through his hair and holding the book she was reading to the baby with the other.
"Doctor?"
"Mmmm?" he mumbled, trying to focus on the sound of his daughter's hearts beating.
"I want waffles."
"Haven't you put on enough weight already-"
Clara hit him on the head with her book and started stamping her feet on the floor to shake him off her.
"Waffles. And a banana milkshake. Now. Go."
The Doctor stood up and made his way out of the room, unable to hold back a smile.
"Whatever you say, boss."