ᅟ ᅟ 𝓉ʰᵉ ᅟ ╱ ᅟ𝓓OCTOR ᅟᅟ .ᅟ ᅟᅟ
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ᅠ✩ᅠ ͜ #⃞ᅠ𝟏𝟘ᅠ⊹ 𝖙𝚑͞𝔢 ʟ̶ᴀ̶s̶ᴛ̶ ֺ. 𝕿̲𝐈𝐌𝐄̲ ⟢ 𝕷O͜͡𝑹𝑫 ᵎᵎ ˊ˗ᅠ 〆 𝐓ᴵᴹᴱ┈𝐒ᵖᵃ𝄴ᵉ 𝖙rave͟ler 𖢻ᅠᅠ. ݁ ، 𝔂ₒᵤ 𝖆𝑛𝑑 ᵐ̲ᵉ̲ 𝖆lways 𝖋oʀ𝘦͟ver ♡̷̸ @DRUMS0FW4R ݁ ͟ ❜
ᅠ ᅠ ،، 𐌀𝖑𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖘┈𝒚 , 𝙰͜lonso 𓈒﹗ ─ ᅠᅠᅠ
Joined April 2017
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“Brilliant idea!”. He grabbed the strawberry milkshake, poured it into the chocolate one, gave it a swirl with a straw, then slipped in the other. “Ready? Shared experiment. One, two. ” His lips sealed over his straw, grinning against it.
"No, you can't. Not naturally at least.". Why would he even want to spit fire? But hm, why does the Doctor want to do anything ever?. "Sure, darling. You can take what's left of mine then. Or we could mix them and drink with two straws. ". Chocolate with strawberry is a nice +.
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You know, what you said just now. You’re not going to say it again, are you?.
Say what, exactly? Hm?.
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“I can spit fire if I want.” He wasn’t exactly sure what point he was trying to prove. He took a good sip, letting out a satisfied little sound as he tasted the other’s milkshake. “Want the rest of mine? It’s not much, but. ” He moved it closer, offering it to the other.
"Good, you looked like you were going to spit fire. And isn't that scary? A Doctor that spits fire.". He pats the other's leg while taking another bite of his own food. Then, seeing the Doctor's intention, reaches for his own milkshake to offer him, moving it a little until the+.
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< strawberry milkshake, offering a sip from his own at the same time. “Gimme.".
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He took a bite, nodding slowly at first, then faster. “Yeah, much better. Thanks.”. Still a little flushed, he let out a strange exhale, but he’d be fine so long as don’t add more salsa. Then he brought his milkshake closer to the Master, opening his mouth expectantly for >.
"I'm fine. Are you?". He chuckles, seeing how the Doctor tried to hide his own reaction to the spice. "Good thing we have several drinks.". Leaning over with a napkin, he dabs at the parts of the Doctor's burrito that already had sauce to take some of the excess off. "Try now.".
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< very generous with it. He took a big bite, and as he chewed, his face grew steadily redder. Pretending not to notice the heat, he downed half of his chocolate milkshake in seconds.
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That was a fact he couldn’t deny, so he simply watched, his brow furrowing with concern as he noticed the trouble with the sauce. “You all right?” He asked, and even though he’d seen the Master’s reaction, he hadn’t measured the sauce on his burrito either. In fact, he’d been >.
"I just know you that well, love.". The chocolate drink goes to the Doctor's hands and he unwraps his own burrito, splurging some sauce on it before taking a bite. "Hmmmm it's really good. And really spicy.". Quickly, he grabs the strawberry milkshake from the holders and sips +.
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< set the sauces within reach for both of them, right next to the pile of burritos. The Doctor grabbed one stuffed with guacamole and chicken, peeled back the wrapper and took the very first bite. “Mmm. That’s good.”.
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“It’s like. Well, not like you can read my mind, because you can, but more like you just know exactly what I want before I’ve even thought it.” He said it for the detail with the drinks, including his favourite. “Saving the best for last and hand me the chocolate one.”. He >.
"Wrapped in bacon sounds great. And we could try the sauces, heard milk helps with spice anyways.". Reaching out for the mentioned one, he places it on top of his leg before reaching for the drinks. "Now, you asked for chocolate but I also got your favorite, bananas, so which +.
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< in bacon, ham, sausage. ” More and more appeared, every combination. “Want me to get the sauces out? Bloke at the food truck said they’re very spicy.”.
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He sat down beside him, too close. A quick peck on the lips stolen, and then he dragged the bag closer. “Alright” He opened it up, pulling out burritos one after another, each wrapper scribbled with the filling. “We’ve got chicken, guacamole, mushrooms, cheese, beans, wrapped >.
"Never say you don't solve things.". He leans in for a short kiss before finally sitting down on top of the coat serving as a blanket. Carefully, he settles down the drinks, making sure they won't topple over as he lets go, and then reaches up, calling the Doctor to come sit +.
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“Right! Leave this one to me.”. He dropped the bag of burritos onto the ground and carefully handed the drinks back. Then off slipped his enormous coat, now serving as a perfectly good picnic blanket. “There we go, all sorted.” He gestured with a flourish. >.
Well, now that he has one hand free, he's going to hold the Doctor's arm as they walk. "Knew you'd like it.". It's colorful and natural and. human. Which does feel kinda alien to him but he's getting used. "We could try for the picnic thing on the ground because I didn't get+.
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< butterflies, oh, that was just the cherry on top. “And where do we sit, Master?”.
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Bag on his shoulder, door closed behind him, and he’d already snatched a container of drinks before the other Time Lord could object as they walked in the park. His hazel eyes drifted across the scenery, easily distracted. “Lovely choice, this place is gorgeous.” And the >.
Maybe they should feed half of London with whatever they don't eat. He grins, accompanied with an eye roll as the Doctor mentions home delivery. "I'm fine, just follow me, I found a neat spot for eating.". They're at regent's park, still in London, and he's guiding the Doctor +.
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< first glance, but it's Gallifreyan tech; compact on the outside, bursting with enough food to feed half London inside.
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He came running the moment Master called. “COMIIIIING!”. He swung the door open and leaned against the frame. “Oh, hello.” A wide and toothy grin. “Didn’t know you did home deliveries. Need a hand? Just hang on, hang on.”. He scooped up the bag sitting by the door. Ordinary at >.
"Doctor!". It seems they are equally bad at keeping meals reduced, because he's got his hands full with two drink containers. On one hand he's got the classics, chocolate, vanilla, strawberry and banana; on the other hand he has peanut butter, cookies and cream, blueberry and +.
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Of course, his brain’s multitasking, too multitasking, for examp--nope, not going there, sticking to the subject. He’s got the burritos in plural. Every filling imaginable, straight from a food truck. Pretty sure he owes that food truck a fortune now, hmm.
Is he also thinking about the burrito he promised him? Because he got the milkshakes.
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Just a tiny sigh. Of course he’s thinking about his husband.
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Mind saying that again for my camera?.
The Doctor's a bit of a nutter, she'll give you that. But if she sees anyone trying to make him feel small over it, she'll knock ‘em into next week. That's her job.
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