Fic: The Beholder's Eye
Story: The Beholder's Eye
Author: wmr/ wendymr
Characters: Ninth Doctor, Jack (Pete's World)
Universe: Through A Glass Darkly
Rated: G
Summary: The Doctor’s never been so embarrassed in all his life.
Three linked drabbles, written for yamx in return for a donation to the Haitian relief fund. With many thanks to dark_aegis, still the best BR on two legs :)
The Beholder’s Eye
The Doctor’s never been so embarrassed in all his life.
Well, except for the time Romana - no, best forgotten, that.
It’s not the kissing in public he minds. Or the running hand in hand past other kissing couples once midnight’s struck, back to the TARDIS and on to next year’s party. Jack wants a millennium’s worth of New Year kisses in one night, and that’s an easy gift to grant.
No, that’s not what’s so mortifying. Jack had to insist on fancy dress, didn’t he?
And everyone’s staring at him. The Doctor’s legs look completely ridiculous in doublet and hose.
***
It’s a complete mystery why Jack fancies this him, anyway.
Big ears, long nose, lanky frame and a voice straight from the Manchester ship canal dockyard; not exactly love’s young dream, him. Not like the last him, all exaggerated Byronesque curls and whimsical smiles. And there’s Jack with his clean-cut film-star looks, toothpaste smile and devastating charm.
Course, it’s not all about looks. Never was. But still - the odd couple, they are. Quasimodo and Esmeralda, he’d say, if he cared about that sort of thing.
Which he doesn’t. But still. Beauty and the Beast, off to another New Year ball.
***
He’s the envy of everyone in the room - the ape from Schattenwelt who’s won the prince.
It’s not just that the Doctor’s the most attractive man he’s ever known. He’s not just good-looking; he’s got the kind of animal magnetism that draws everyone’s eye. Tall, proud, aquiline; he walks like a predator and dances like a gazelle.
He’s known the Doctor through four bodies and, though it’s never been looks that count, this regeneration’s the most gorgeous yet.
Of course Jack insisted on period dress, despite the scratchy ruff. Small price to pay for a night ogling those shapely calves.
***
Author: wmr/ wendymr
Characters: Ninth Doctor, Jack (Pete's World)
Universe: Through A Glass Darkly
Rated: G
Summary: The Doctor’s never been so embarrassed in all his life.
Three linked drabbles, written for yamx in return for a donation to the Haitian relief fund. With many thanks to dark_aegis, still the best BR on two legs :)
The Beholder’s Eye
The Doctor’s never been so embarrassed in all his life.
Well, except for the time Romana - no, best forgotten, that.
It’s not the kissing in public he minds. Or the running hand in hand past other kissing couples once midnight’s struck, back to the TARDIS and on to next year’s party. Jack wants a millennium’s worth of New Year kisses in one night, and that’s an easy gift to grant.
No, that’s not what’s so mortifying. Jack had to insist on fancy dress, didn’t he?
And everyone’s staring at him. The Doctor’s legs look completely ridiculous in doublet and hose.
***
It’s a complete mystery why Jack fancies this him, anyway.
Big ears, long nose, lanky frame and a voice straight from the Manchester ship canal dockyard; not exactly love’s young dream, him. Not like the last him, all exaggerated Byronesque curls and whimsical smiles. And there’s Jack with his clean-cut film-star looks, toothpaste smile and devastating charm.
Course, it’s not all about looks. Never was. But still - the odd couple, they are. Quasimodo and Esmeralda, he’d say, if he cared about that sort of thing.
Which he doesn’t. But still. Beauty and the Beast, off to another New Year ball.
***
He’s the envy of everyone in the room - the ape from Schattenwelt who’s won the prince.
It’s not just that the Doctor’s the most attractive man he’s ever known. He’s not just good-looking; he’s got the kind of animal magnetism that draws everyone’s eye. Tall, proud, aquiline; he walks like a predator and dances like a gazelle.
He’s known the Doctor through four bodies and, though it’s never been looks that count, this regeneration’s the most gorgeous yet.
Of course Jack insisted on period dress, despite the scratchy ruff. Small price to pay for a night ogling those shapely calves.
***