Doctor Who/RPS, Tenth Doctor/David Tennant, (#32, Discover)
Title: Strange and Beautiful
Fandom: Doctor Who/RPS
Characters: Tenth Doctor/David Tennant
Prompt: #32, Discover
Word Count: 1,795
Rating: PG-13
Summary: David contemplates all the wonderful things that he's seen since he's been with the Doctor -- and all the discoveries they still have ahead of them.
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the lovely Tenth Doctor or David Tennant, unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while. Please do not sue.
David smiled as he looked down at the man sleeping soundly beside him, raising a hand to brush an errant lock of hair back from the Doctor's brow. He loved watching his husband sleep; there was something incredibly beautiful about the Doctor in repose.
Well, the Doctor was beautiful to him all the time, David thought with another smile. Though it was a bit strange that he had never considered himself all that attractive, yet found the Doctor beautiful -- when the other man looked exactly like him, as though they were twins.
He'd heard it said that everyone had a doppelganger -- then the Doctor must be his, he thought. It was odd to meet a person who was his mirror image, but he'd gotten used to it at this point. It didn't bother him at all any more. It had never really bothered him much to start with.
Why should it? he asked himself. Of all the things that he could discover in the universe, finding someone who looked just like him and then falling in love with them couldn't be most unusual thing that could ever happen to him. He was sure that there were other, far stranger things in store for him.
Being with the Doctor and traveling in the Tardis, he'd already seen so many things that were strange and beautiful, things that he had never dreamed of. He'd had adventures that he could never have imagined in his wildest dreams, and those adventures were far from over.
In fact, they were only just starting, weren't they? He and the Doctor still had years and years to be together. They would travel from one end of the galaxy to the other, through all sorts of time periods -- and they would do it all together. The yhad so much ahead of them.
All right, so maybe it was somewhat odd to be in the position that he was in, he admitted to himself with a soft laugh. But he didn't mind it at all. This was just one more adventure in his life, one that he was more than willing to jump right into and see where it might carry him.
He had never thought that he was the kind of person who lived for adventure -- not until he had met the Doctor, that is. He'd always thought that what he wanted most was to settle down, to live happily ever after, with the white picket fence, house and children. But that wasn't how he had ended up.
Still, he wouldn't trade what he had with the Doctor for anything else. This was the life he had been meant to live; as odd as it might seem, something about being here with the man of his dreams felt right, far more so than the dreams he'd always thought he cherished had been.
No, this was what he'd been meant for; he knew that beyond a shadow of a doubt. Everything that he was seeing, all of the new experiences he was having, everything that the two of them had discovered -- this had all been meant to be, planned out for him by fate.
He'd already made so many discoveres in his life with the Doctor, David thought fondly. And there were still so many yet to be made. Discoveries that he would never have made if he had stayed on Earth, or if he'd never met the wonderful man he was so deeply in love with.
What would his life be like without the Doctor in it? David felt a shiver go through his slender body at the thought; he didn't even want to contemplate that. Life without the Doctor wouldn't be a life worth living at all. He couldn't even begin to fathom what it would be like.
Not having met the man who was the center of his life didn't seem possible. He tried to imagine what it would be like not to be here on the Tardis, not to have the great love that he felt for the Doctor filling his heart and soul -- and he found that he couldn't begin to think what that would entail.
Oh, he would still be happy, probably. He wouldn't have known this love that wrapped around him and held him tightly within its comforting warmth, so he would have had no idea what he was missing. He probably could have lived and found someone on Earth to be with.
But he wouldn't have felt this all-encompassing love that had become so much a part of him, and he knew that he would be the poorer for not having that love. Something would have always been missing in his heart; a part of him would have always gone unfulfilled.
He might not have known what he was missing, but he would more than likely always have that sense that everything in his life wasn't all there. He would always feel that yearning, that emptiness, that he'd felt before he and the Doctor had ever met, that hole in the center of his life.
He really didn't know how he would ever have managed to live completely happily without his great love in his life. Even if he had never met the Doctor, he couldn't help feeling that there would have always been that feeling of something missing, something that he had never quite connected with.
At least he didn't have to feel like that, David told himself, firmly pushing those disturbing thoughts away from him. He would never have to know what it was like not to be with the Doctor, because that was never going to happen. He was always going to behere.
He was right where he belonged; there was nowhere else that he would ever want to be, and no one else that he would ever be happy with. He had all that he needed on this ship, in this room, in this bed, in his arms .As long as the Doctor was in his heart, he was in a state of bliss.
And this man would never be out of his heart, he thought, gently running a fingertip across the Doctor's jaw as he contemplated his sleeping lover. The kind of love that they shared was the greatest discovery of all, the most amazing thing that he'd ever felt.
How many more discoveries lay in front of them? he asked himself, his fingers playing absently with the Doctor's hair. There was so much that they still hadn't seen, so much of the world, the universe, that the man he loved still had to show him. There would never be time enough to see it all.
He wanted to see that universe, wanted to spend eternity with the man he'd given his heart to. He wanted to make many more discoveries, all of them opening his eyes and his mind to things that he'd never thought possible before. He wanted to see and do all that there was in the vastness of the universe.
And he wanted to do it all with the Doctor by his side. He wanted to spend all of his time with the man he loved, for the two of them to always be together. He never wanted them to be apart, not even for one moment. He knew that he could never get tired of being around his lover.
Tiring of the Doctor simply wasn't possible. Every day, he found a new reason to love the Doctor; he was sure that his heart became more entwined with the Time Lord's two hearts with every passing hour that they spent together. He was only falling more and more deeply in love as time went on.
He couldn't imagine ever not loving this man. And he couldn't imagine ever wanting to be away from him, or ever not wanting to dedicate his life to making what the two of them shared even stronger. He had given not only his heart and his body, but his very soul to this man.
David knew that he would never regret doing so, and that all of the discoveries that the two of them would make in the future would be shared with the person he loved most. That was what made all that they shared between them so special -- the fact that it was shared.
How could he not want this to go on and on for all of eternity? Anyone would feel the same way, he told himself as he settled back against the coolness of the pillows and pulled the covers up around the two of them. No one would want to give up the joy that he and the Doctor had found.
The only fly in their ointment was knowing that the Master was still out there -- and that as long as he was around, he would never stop targeting the two of them. Another shiver went down David's spine at the thought; the Master would always frighten him, no matter how much he tried to be brave.
But that didn't seem to matter at the moment. The Master was far away, and he had the Doctor here in his bed, in his arms. He was exactly where he wanted to be, exactly where he belonged, and nothing was ever going to take him away from his love.
David smiled again, pulling the Doctor close against the warmth of his body and closing his eyes. Yes, there was still so much time for them to do so many things, so many discovered to make. And all of those discoveres would be strange and beautiful, and would touch their hearts.
What did the future hold in store for them? He didn't know, but he did know that they would face it all as a couple, together, and that they would hold each other's hearts in the palms of their hands. They would cherish those hearts, and take good care of them, make sure that they were never broken.
He fell asleep with a smile curving his lips and those thoughts in his mind, cuddling the Time Lord close against him as he dreamed of the discoveries still ahead in their future. He wouldn't remember those dreams when he awakened, but the joy of having the Doctor in his heart would never fade.
Fandom: Doctor Who/RPS
Characters: Tenth Doctor/David Tennant
Prompt: #32, Discover
Word Count: 1,795
Rating: PG-13
Summary: David contemplates all the wonderful things that he's seen since he's been with the Doctor -- and all the discoveries they still have ahead of them.
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the lovely Tenth Doctor or David Tennant, unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while. Please do not sue.
David smiled as he looked down at the man sleeping soundly beside him, raising a hand to brush an errant lock of hair back from the Doctor's brow. He loved watching his husband sleep; there was something incredibly beautiful about the Doctor in repose.
Well, the Doctor was beautiful to him all the time, David thought with another smile. Though it was a bit strange that he had never considered himself all that attractive, yet found the Doctor beautiful -- when the other man looked exactly like him, as though they were twins.
He'd heard it said that everyone had a doppelganger -- then the Doctor must be his, he thought. It was odd to meet a person who was his mirror image, but he'd gotten used to it at this point. It didn't bother him at all any more. It had never really bothered him much to start with.
Why should it? he asked himself. Of all the things that he could discover in the universe, finding someone who looked just like him and then falling in love with them couldn't be most unusual thing that could ever happen to him. He was sure that there were other, far stranger things in store for him.
Being with the Doctor and traveling in the Tardis, he'd already seen so many things that were strange and beautiful, things that he had never dreamed of. He'd had adventures that he could never have imagined in his wildest dreams, and those adventures were far from over.
In fact, they were only just starting, weren't they? He and the Doctor still had years and years to be together. They would travel from one end of the galaxy to the other, through all sorts of time periods -- and they would do it all together. The yhad so much ahead of them.
All right, so maybe it was somewhat odd to be in the position that he was in, he admitted to himself with a soft laugh. But he didn't mind it at all. This was just one more adventure in his life, one that he was more than willing to jump right into and see where it might carry him.
He had never thought that he was the kind of person who lived for adventure -- not until he had met the Doctor, that is. He'd always thought that what he wanted most was to settle down, to live happily ever after, with the white picket fence, house and children. But that wasn't how he had ended up.
Still, he wouldn't trade what he had with the Doctor for anything else. This was the life he had been meant to live; as odd as it might seem, something about being here with the man of his dreams felt right, far more so than the dreams he'd always thought he cherished had been.
No, this was what he'd been meant for; he knew that beyond a shadow of a doubt. Everything that he was seeing, all of the new experiences he was having, everything that the two of them had discovered -- this had all been meant to be, planned out for him by fate.
He'd already made so many discoveres in his life with the Doctor, David thought fondly. And there were still so many yet to be made. Discoveries that he would never have made if he had stayed on Earth, or if he'd never met the wonderful man he was so deeply in love with.
What would his life be like without the Doctor in it? David felt a shiver go through his slender body at the thought; he didn't even want to contemplate that. Life without the Doctor wouldn't be a life worth living at all. He couldn't even begin to fathom what it would be like.
Not having met the man who was the center of his life didn't seem possible. He tried to imagine what it would be like not to be here on the Tardis, not to have the great love that he felt for the Doctor filling his heart and soul -- and he found that he couldn't begin to think what that would entail.
Oh, he would still be happy, probably. He wouldn't have known this love that wrapped around him and held him tightly within its comforting warmth, so he would have had no idea what he was missing. He probably could have lived and found someone on Earth to be with.
But he wouldn't have felt this all-encompassing love that had become so much a part of him, and he knew that he would be the poorer for not having that love. Something would have always been missing in his heart; a part of him would have always gone unfulfilled.
He might not have known what he was missing, but he would more than likely always have that sense that everything in his life wasn't all there. He would always feel that yearning, that emptiness, that he'd felt before he and the Doctor had ever met, that hole in the center of his life.
He really didn't know how he would ever have managed to live completely happily without his great love in his life. Even if he had never met the Doctor, he couldn't help feeling that there would have always been that feeling of something missing, something that he had never quite connected with.
At least he didn't have to feel like that, David told himself, firmly pushing those disturbing thoughts away from him. He would never have to know what it was like not to be with the Doctor, because that was never going to happen. He was always going to behere.
He was right where he belonged; there was nowhere else that he would ever want to be, and no one else that he would ever be happy with. He had all that he needed on this ship, in this room, in this bed, in his arms .As long as the Doctor was in his heart, he was in a state of bliss.
And this man would never be out of his heart, he thought, gently running a fingertip across the Doctor's jaw as he contemplated his sleeping lover. The kind of love that they shared was the greatest discovery of all, the most amazing thing that he'd ever felt.
How many more discoveries lay in front of them? he asked himself, his fingers playing absently with the Doctor's hair. There was so much that they still hadn't seen, so much of the world, the universe, that the man he loved still had to show him. There would never be time enough to see it all.
He wanted to see that universe, wanted to spend eternity with the man he'd given his heart to. He wanted to make many more discoveries, all of them opening his eyes and his mind to things that he'd never thought possible before. He wanted to see and do all that there was in the vastness of the universe.
And he wanted to do it all with the Doctor by his side. He wanted to spend all of his time with the man he loved, for the two of them to always be together. He never wanted them to be apart, not even for one moment. He knew that he could never get tired of being around his lover.
Tiring of the Doctor simply wasn't possible. Every day, he found a new reason to love the Doctor; he was sure that his heart became more entwined with the Time Lord's two hearts with every passing hour that they spent together. He was only falling more and more deeply in love as time went on.
He couldn't imagine ever not loving this man. And he couldn't imagine ever wanting to be away from him, or ever not wanting to dedicate his life to making what the two of them shared even stronger. He had given not only his heart and his body, but his very soul to this man.
David knew that he would never regret doing so, and that all of the discoveries that the two of them would make in the future would be shared with the person he loved most. That was what made all that they shared between them so special -- the fact that it was shared.
How could he not want this to go on and on for all of eternity? Anyone would feel the same way, he told himself as he settled back against the coolness of the pillows and pulled the covers up around the two of them. No one would want to give up the joy that he and the Doctor had found.
The only fly in their ointment was knowing that the Master was still out there -- and that as long as he was around, he would never stop targeting the two of them. Another shiver went down David's spine at the thought; the Master would always frighten him, no matter how much he tried to be brave.
But that didn't seem to matter at the moment. The Master was far away, and he had the Doctor here in his bed, in his arms. He was exactly where he wanted to be, exactly where he belonged, and nothing was ever going to take him away from his love.
David smiled again, pulling the Doctor close against the warmth of his body and closing his eyes. Yes, there was still so much time for them to do so many things, so many discovered to make. And all of those discoveres would be strange and beautiful, and would touch their hearts.
What did the future hold in store for them? He didn't know, but he did know that they would face it all as a couple, together, and that they would hold each other's hearts in the palms of their hands. They would cherish those hearts, and take good care of them, make sure that they were never broken.
He fell asleep with a smile curving his lips and those thoughts in his mind, cuddling the Time Lord close against him as he dreamed of the discoveries still ahead in their future. He wouldn't remember those dreams when he awakened, but the joy of having the Doctor in his heart would never fade.