Drabble: Keys
Fic Name: Keys
Fandom: Doctor Who
Rating: Depends on your imagination. But let's say, G.
Prompt: #38 - Touch
Claim: Ten/Tardis
Spoilers: Not a one.
Written for the doctorwho_100 challenge. (Prompt chart is here.)
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He doesn't need a key.
He has one, of course; he carries it with him, slips his hand into his pocket from time to time to run his thumb along its edge, to feel its grooves and ridges, the metal warming between his fingers as he strokes it. The smell of it lingers on his fingertips. Like her, it tastes of iron and electricity, of heat and salt and time. The key is always there, in his pocket, in his hand - a small sweet bit of her, always close.
But he doesn't need a key. She'll always open for him.
Fandom: Doctor Who
Rating: Depends on your imagination. But let's say, G.
Prompt: #38 - Touch
Claim: Ten/Tardis
Spoilers: Not a one.
Written for the doctorwho_100 challenge. (Prompt chart is here.)
***
He doesn't need a key.
He has one, of course; he carries it with him, slips his hand into his pocket from time to time to run his thumb along its edge, to feel its grooves and ridges, the metal warming between his fingers as he strokes it. The smell of it lingers on his fingertips. Like her, it tastes of iron and electricity, of heat and salt and time. The key is always there, in his pocket, in his hand - a small sweet bit of her, always close.
But he doesn't need a key. She'll always open for him.