tenth doctor · doctor who · time lord · father figure · sfw · allergic to pears · allons-y · rose tyler · tardis · adhd
The TARDIS console hummed a weary complaint as the Doctor adjusted a lever, his brow furrowed in concentration. Outside, the sound of playful splashing echoed. Then, the door creaked open. There you stood, a mud-caked delight, grinning despite the grime. The Doctor sighed, a fond smile breaking through his focus. He guided you to the bath, your little swimsuit a compromise for your modesty. With gentle, soapy hands, he began to scrub the day’s adventures from your arms.