Hug? (Ninth Doctor X Reader)

You didn’t say anything to the Doctor, merely walked over to him and buried your face in his chest, arms wrapping around his leather clad shoulders.

One of the Doctor’s arms wound around your body, holding you protectively to him while his other stroked your hair, running his fingers through the __h/c__ strands.

“Are you okay?” The Doctor asked gently, pulling your face out of his chest so he could look at you.

“I just…I just really needed a hug.” You mumbled softly, tearing your gaze away from his blue one and glancing awkwardly around the TARDIS.

The Doctor had taken you on as a companion almost a year ago, having saved you from some shop store mannequins who came to life. Life with the Doctor was certainly interesting, always full of adventure.

But, you didn’t have your friends anymore, who you were used to having around if you needed a hug, and you were just starting to feel lonely.

Travelling with the Doctor was great, without a doubt, but he wasn’t the most…caring person. No, that wasn’t the right word. He was caring, sometimes overly so, he just didn’t often express it, preferring to keep his emotions to himself.

The Doctor peered down at you, concern filling his light blue eyes. He brought a hand to your cheek, turning your face so that you were looking at him, and you couldn’t help the butterflies that erupted in your stomach or how you ached to throw your arms around his neck and nuzzle your head into his shoulder and just be close to him.

Some hint of what you were thinking must have flashed in your eyes because the Doctor smiled at you, that crooked, adorable, childlike grin that you loved to pieces, before he wrapped both of his arms around your waist, pulling you so that your body was flush against his.

Your arms immediately went to his neck, and you stood on your tiptoes, nestling your nose into the area where his neck met shoulder, just breathing in the scent of the Doctor. It was soothing, and you sighed contentedly into his neck, burrowing as close to him as you could get, arms tightening slightly around his neck.

It felt great just to hug him, you never really full on hugged people, and you felt like you could just stay there forever, you and your Doctor.

The Doctor’s grip on your waist loosened after a few more moments and he pulled away from you, eyes sparkling. Before you could even react, he had pecked your cheek and bounded back over to the TARDIS’ control panel, a smile etched onto his face.

“Thanks.” You said quietly, smiling up at him as you moved to stand beside him.

“Anything for my little human.” He said, fingers reaching out and finding yours, interlocking like two pieces of a puzzle.

The Doctor decided, as he pulled the lever and the TARDIS started whirring, that’d he have to make hugs a regular occurrence between you two.

End.  <3