Luke let out a muffled yelp of pain, clutching at his shoulder. His dark eyes glared at the Valeyard as he panted slightly from the unexpected pain. He was in serious trouble, and he knew it. But so long as the Valeyard touched him, kissed him, held him, he would stay without too much complaint. He was pathetic.
"God you're an asshole!" he growled, teeth gritted.
"What happens if I tell them? You gonna kill me?" Luke raised his eyebrows, pretending as though he wasn't in a lot of pain. He was in dangerous waters but somehow he didn't think the Valeyard would kill him. At least, he hadn't yet, and he could have very easily.
"Kill you? Of course not." He snorted, shaking his head. "It would serve me no purpose if I was to kill you. The Doctor's meta-crisis just likes to clean up after my messes. Do you know the Ianto Jones at the London Hub? The one with the broken hand?"
He grinned, not admitted he'd done that. He thought it would be obvious.
"Theta Sigma, stupid human, took the blame. He'd do it for you too. There is I reason I did this to you, Luke."
That got the kid's attention.
"You just need to trust me. If someone asks you who did this, you tell them it was your first Doctor. Basic truth, really."
Luke's eyes widen in surprise. There was a reason for this? He thought the Valeyard just liked to hurt people. And Ianto...was there a reason for him too?
"Why? What's going on?" He tilted his head to the side, out of habit more than anything. "Why would you allow someone else to take credit for what you've done? And it wasn't my Doctor, it was you." He planted his hands on his hips before wincing sharply and removing his bad hand. Still smarting from the stupid move, he did his best to glare. "If I don't have a decent reason I'm not going to lie."
Pulling Luke towards him with both hands on either arm, the Valeyard kissed Luke hard until the boy was breathless. "You're going to lie because I asked you. Or you won't and make that choice for yourself. Someone will be here for you soon." He dug his fingers into Luke's injured arm, making it flop about. Funny, really. "Stay put. Or, again, don't. You'll see me again if you listen to me this time. Don't disappoint me again."
Luke winced, both at the pain in his arms and the words. He was a bit...attached to the Valeyard. He didn't mind the pain so long as he got the affection. He didn't want to disappoint and he certainly wanted to see him again. Luke laid back obediently, gasping softly.
"God you're an asshole!" he growled, teeth gritted.
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No, but Luke didn't try to hurt him either and he certainly could have. The Valeyard made a gamble and it paid off.
"Don't worry. Someone will be by very, very soon to come and get you. Do you think you can be a very good boy and keep it to yourself who hurt you?"
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He grinned, not admitted he'd done that. He thought it would be obvious.
"Theta Sigma, stupid human, took the blame. He'd do it for you too. There is I reason I did this to you, Luke."
That got the kid's attention.
"You just need to trust me. If someone asks you who did this, you tell them it was your first Doctor. Basic truth, really."
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"Why? What's going on?" He tilted his head to the side, out of habit more than anything. "Why would you allow someone else to take credit for what you've done? And it wasn't my Doctor, it was you." He planted his hands on his hips before wincing sharply and removing his bad hand. Still smarting from the stupid move, he did his best to glare. "If I don't have a decent reason I'm not going to lie."
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"I'll...I'll be good."
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