Warming Trend (Drabble Project, Day 107)
Apr. 17th, 2012 03:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
were_lemurDoctor Who, Fifth Doctor/Ainley!Master, all ages, not mine. Trapped in a cave, huddling for warmth.
The cave that they were trapped in was far from the worst place the Doctor had spent the night.
But then he looked over at the Master, and remembered that Trakenite physiology wasn't adapted for this climate. But of course, the Master would rather be proud and miserable than admit how cold he was.
Rather than try to talk him into accepting help, the Doctor sat next to the Master and leaned into him. "Your body temperature is warmer than mine."
"And you would insist on curling up to me." He sighed, the picture of long-suffering tolerance. "Very well, Doctor."
The cave that they were trapped in was far from the worst place the Doctor had spent the night.
But then he looked over at the Master, and remembered that Trakenite physiology wasn't adapted for this climate. But of course, the Master would rather be proud and miserable than admit how cold he was.
Rather than try to talk him into accepting help, the Doctor sat next to the Master and leaned into him. "Your body temperature is warmer than mine."
"And you would insist on curling up to me." He sighed, the picture of long-suffering tolerance. "Very well, Doctor."
