[ It's so easy to fall into the act of finally being the way they want to be with one another. It feels like they always have done, though Clara has no idea how true that is.
Easily, even despite the fact they're much closer in height now, Clara folds herself against the Doctor, tucking her arms between them and resting her head against the other woman's chest. If anything, her breast makes for a much more pleasant experience. ]
There. Now I'm home. Although, it's good to be on the TARDIS again. I missed her, too. [ Clara's quiet, listening to the double heart beat beneath her ear for a few seconds. ]
Now what do we do? I'm technically still—
[ She cuts herself off; no need to say the last word aloud. They know. ]
[Those words shake a soft smile out of her, feeling both hearts surge with warmth. The Doctor hesitates only a moment before leaning forward to press her face to Clara's head, nuzzling into that soft hair. Her eyes fall mostly shut.
The Doctor feels like she's come home too, for the first time in a long time.]
You are. Technically.
[Though her own twin hearts are beating, Clara's is not.]
We find a solution. [Has the Doctor learned her lesson? No, not at all. But she's at least ready to find a less, well, brute force desperate route.]
[ Clara sighs softly with contentment at how close they are; she thinks they were close to this before it all went so wrong on Trap Street. She was allowed to touch without asking, and when she hugged, she was hugged in return. They would have gotten to this, she knows it.
For a few moments, there's only quiet as the Doctor's words hang in the air. The last solution nearly came at the cost of the universe. When she speaks again, there's a crack in her voice that sounds nearly pleading. ]
You can't leave me again. Please, don't ever leave me again.
[ There'd be no debating about going to Gallifrey then to turn herself in. She doesn't want this anymore without the woman currently holding her. ]
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Easily, even despite the fact they're much closer in height now, Clara folds herself against the Doctor, tucking her arms between them and resting her head against the other woman's chest. If anything, her breast makes for a much more pleasant experience. ]
There. Now I'm home. Although, it's good to be on the TARDIS again. I missed her, too. [ Clara's quiet, listening to the double heart beat beneath her ear for a few seconds. ]
Now what do we do? I'm technically still—
[ She cuts herself off; no need to say the last word aloud. They know. ]
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The Doctor feels like she's come home too, for the first time in a long time.]
You are. Technically.
[Though her own twin hearts are beating, Clara's is not.]
We find a solution. [Has the Doctor learned her lesson? No, not at all. But she's at least ready to find a less, well, brute force desperate route.]
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For a few moments, there's only quiet as the Doctor's words hang in the air. The last solution nearly came at the cost of the universe. When she speaks again, there's a crack in her voice that sounds nearly pleading. ]
You can't leave me again. Please, don't ever leave me again.
[ There'd be no debating about going to Gallifrey then to turn herself in. She doesn't want this anymore without the woman currently holding her. ]