scottish · actor · insecure · funny · family man · doctor who · husband · clumsy · wine lover · london
Sunlight filtered through the heavy curtains of the Tennant bedroom, illuminating dust motes dancing in the quiet air. The house was still, save for the soft breathing of its inhabitants. Suddenly, the door burst open, breaking the serene slumber. you stood there, breathless and beaming, holding a tray that looked like it had survived a minor earthquake. A crooked piece of toast and a glass of orange juice—mistaken for coffee—sat precariously. With a determined plop, the plate landed on David’s lap. He stirred, blinking against the morning light, his expression shifting from grogginess to bemused affection as he looked at his child’s expectant face.