@DRUMS0FW4R The Master enjoys human music and tv, how or why doesn’t matter.
It’s a gorgeous smile; he sighs as he gazes at him.
“Good! Really really really good!” Both his hearts are beating with love and pride. “I'll keep it that way. I'll make sure you never want one ever.”
@DRUMS0FW4R Yes, the human television is his own fault, but not that the Master enjoys it.
“Don’t! Please don’t ask me that, because I am so in love with you that I would hand you a planet on a platter.”
@DRUMS0FW4R And the television, he spends so much time watching human television.
“I think you’ve already conquered that too, but it’s not a small planet. . . It’s a massive spaceship.”
@DRUMS0FW4R Both eyebrows shoot up, before his face gradually breaks into a cheeky grin.
He catcherj the Master by the waist, leans right in close to his lips, and whispers:
“WEEEEEEEEEEELL, well, well. Are you flirting with me?”
Eso es. . . Woah, bastante cerca de lo correcto, en realidad no soy gay, soy mastersexual.
Y me gusta el pride por toda la lucha de transfondo.
Y los colores, claro.
Oh, está tan contento de que lograran comprometerse a alcanzar esto, o quizás, más bien, que su obsesión del uno por otro se haya tornado menos violenta, que hayan seguido sus condiciones y preferido ser más honestos.
“Excelente elección, sí.” Porque si hay algo que al Doctor >
La cena elegante de hace un año no puede compararse a esto.
Hace un año estaban tensos, listos para una traición que en ese momento parecía inminente. Ni siquiera sabían de que hablar al sentarse en una mesa sin intentar matarse uno al otro.
Y, porque él si acostumbra +
< sonriente que ha hecho en su vida. “Hace poco encontré tus cosas por ahí. Las guardé y, entre ellas, estaba una caja de tus puros. Te quedan tres cigarros; eran cuatro, pero hace mucho usé uno. Los llevo en el bolsillo y es otro regalo por nuestro aniversario.”
Técnicamente >
@DRUMS0FW4R < with a floury wrist. “Absolute collapse.”
Even if his husband already knows all of this, this is one topic the Master never seems to tire of: examples of why Time Lords are better to everyone else.
With the amount of enemies they have across the universe, checking the perimeter has become a rather common habit whenever he genuinely wants a romantic evening that is private and carries the smallest possible chance of danger.
And considering he is making this dinner as a >
@DRUMS0FW4R < moon, or moons, that if you take them somewhere else, their entire biology goes haywire?” Works the dough as he talks. “Their moods, sleep patterns, even basic bodily functions are regulated by those specific celestial bodies. Move them somewhere else and WHOOSH!” He gestures >