Doctor Who, "A Time for Comfort" Eleven/Rory, rated pg
Fandom: Doctor Who
Title: A Time for Comfort
Author: Paynesgrey
Characters/Pairings: Rory, Eleven, slight Rory/Eleven
Genre: Hurt/Comfort
Rating: PG
Word Count: 300
SPOILERS: HUGE SPOILERS for 6x06 "The Almost People"
Notes: Written for the "ouch" theme for fanfic_bakeoff.
Summary: Before they get revenge, the Doctor must do one thing first.
Rory watches the TARDIS clean up the mess, and he says nothing, and in all his 900 years the Doctor doesn’t know what to say.
He knows what they must do, and the TARDIS has set them on their course, and the Doctor knows he should be planning, investigating and getting started on this mission to rescue Amy Pond.
But he has one thing left to do first.
He rounds the control panel of the TARDIS and finds Rory sitting on a bench, his back turned to him. He supposes the man is crying, and the Doctor would let him cry - alone, but he can’t, not now when he’s hurting too.
Both men share love for Amy Pond; both men want to rescue her and see her captors pay.
The Doctor comes behind him, settling softly next to Rory on the bench. His thigh grazes against Rory’s and the man doesn’t even shift or move. The Doctor puts a cautious arm around his companion and feels the inevitable flinch before Rory relaxes and leans against him. He hears the sobs, almost silent like whispers, but the pain he senses, the thoughts he hears in Rory’s head - it’s all too excruciating, so much the Doctor can barely handle it in addition to his own pain, but he lets him in. He lets the man cry against him.
“Oh, Rory, Rory,” he bemoans, drawing him closer. Rory meets his eyes, desperate and pleading, and most certainly - angry, longing for revenge. The Doctor knows this look, the wildness born out of it - the precursor to war.
“We’ll find her; we’ll get her back. I promise you.” The Doctor nuzzles his forehead against Rory's, and he nods as the Doctor takes his hand, feeling the tears fall against his skin.
Title: A Time for Comfort
Author: Paynesgrey
Characters/Pairings: Rory, Eleven, slight Rory/Eleven
Genre: Hurt/Comfort
Rating: PG
Word Count: 300
SPOILERS: HUGE SPOILERS for 6x06 "The Almost People"
Notes: Written for the "ouch" theme for fanfic_bakeoff.
Summary: Before they get revenge, the Doctor must do one thing first.
Rory watches the TARDIS clean up the mess, and he says nothing, and in all his 900 years the Doctor doesn’t know what to say.
He knows what they must do, and the TARDIS has set them on their course, and the Doctor knows he should be planning, investigating and getting started on this mission to rescue Amy Pond.
But he has one thing left to do first.
He rounds the control panel of the TARDIS and finds Rory sitting on a bench, his back turned to him. He supposes the man is crying, and the Doctor would let him cry - alone, but he can’t, not now when he’s hurting too.
Both men share love for Amy Pond; both men want to rescue her and see her captors pay.
The Doctor comes behind him, settling softly next to Rory on the bench. His thigh grazes against Rory’s and the man doesn’t even shift or move. The Doctor puts a cautious arm around his companion and feels the inevitable flinch before Rory relaxes and leans against him. He hears the sobs, almost silent like whispers, but the pain he senses, the thoughts he hears in Rory’s head - it’s all too excruciating, so much the Doctor can barely handle it in addition to his own pain, but he lets him in. He lets the man cry against him.
“Oh, Rory, Rory,” he bemoans, drawing him closer. Rory meets his eyes, desperate and pleading, and most certainly - angry, longing for revenge. The Doctor knows this look, the wildness born out of it - the precursor to war.
“We’ll find her; we’ll get her back. I promise you.” The Doctor nuzzles his forehead against Rory's, and he nods as the Doctor takes his hand, feeling the tears fall against his skin.