@perianthperil Yes, he did.
Sighs... and after a moment of hesitation, he offers his hand to her.
It's been a while since he last took a nap with someone.
@perianthperil On the floor? Oh, he could never let her take the floor.
She doesn't need to look at him like that........ it's not fair, he's weak to those eyes.
+ To have River's warmth pressed against him, her soft locks brushing against his skin. To hear her voice so close, to feel her breathing.
Oh. His hearts are doing funny things again.
“It's okay. Stay”.
And it's— surprising, coming from him, because he doesn't usually say these things out loud. But it's getting easier to do; maybe the fact that he feels safe around River has something to do with it.
“... as long as you want, stay. I don't mind, I—”, +
it's in moments like this when she feels 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞, fully, entirely. a feeling she didn't discover, didn't believe to be possible for herself to experience anywhere until she realised it was never a place for her, but a person.
it allows her to fully relax, all defenses down, >
+ he stutters, trying to find the best words to express the feelings bubbling inside his hearts. “This is nice”, he finally settles for that, lightly squeezing her against him with the arm that surrounds her. “I'm not uncomfortable”.
He wouldn't mind, getting used to this. +
Sometimes he feels like he doesn't deserve them— her feelings, that is. That she's too good for him, that she deserves someone better, something better.
But she didn't go away, despite how many times he hurt her even when he didn't mean it. She stayed around, and she +
tired of him? her feelings for him are ... bigger than the whole universe. what would it say about her if she was so superficial, her mind so easily changed?
she's just happy that he's there, actually there for her, instead of running around at the slightest sign of an >
+ days he feels receptive. And just so happens that this is one of those days.
Slender fingers keep brushing golden locks, and he even feels so bold as to lightly press his lips against her head. As if that would make the headache disappear.
“Are you comfortable?”, he +
It's okay— but looking so what?
﹙Well, he didn't expect that, for sure. The Doctor blinks, looking at his own hands after the high-five, and then watching Rory with a lifted eyebrow.
... okay, he decides, and snorts. He can do high-fives better than hugs, at least﹚.
I +
Oh! Oh, yeah, of course, man, sorry. Just happy to see you looking so...
(He's incapable of finishing the sentence, so instead, he takes a quick glance at the man. His arms are still raised mid-air, so he does the obvious thing: high-five!)