On Your Doorstep

[onlycareaboutshipping]

On Your Doorstep

They ended up on your doorstep, quite literally. Bloody, possibly. Bruised, most definitely, though the wounds may be mental. You probably don't know them from Adam, yet you couldn't find it in you to turn them away - whether they wanted you to or not. So you opened up your home, just for a little while.

But it's getting to be more than a little while. Both of you are finding a comfort zone, because you didn't simply open up your home. Admit it or don't, but you've opened up your heart all the same.

Their's is slowly following, if its reluctant at all.

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[welldressedevil]

Malcolm won't remember what he asked the Doctor for in the morning. He so rarely does but in his more unguarded moments he asks anyway because it soothes him and he needs to know.

[not_a_hero10]

The Doctor lay with hi love all night dozing on and off throughout the night while he recovered beside him. He had to admit there was something wonderful about lying in bed in the embrace of the one you loved.

[welldressedevil]

Malcolm wakes up what feels like early o' clock and turns into the Doctor smiling. "Hello there," he says warmly.

[not_a_hero10]

"Morning." The Doctor greets Malcolm as he curls closer and keeps his hold on the other. "Feeling better physically?" He knew mentally was another story all together, so he didn't want to ask just yet.

[welldressedevil]

"Yes," Malcolm says softly, "I'm slightly sore but it's easing up the more I wake up."

[not_a_hero10]

"Good, I was a bit worried there." He admits as he presses a kiss to his lovers lips. "Glad you're better."

[welldressedevil]

"I had a good doctor," Malcolm teased softly.

sorry about the icon >.<

[not_a_hero10]

"Want me to draw you another bath?" He asks, still enjoying their quiet time together. It was something they needed.

Re: sorry about the icon &gt;.&lt;

[welldressedevil]

"You are determined to spoil me aren't you," Malcolm teases, "I could actually eat something."

[not_a_hero10]

"Yes, that is a possibility." He grins and moves to sit up. "Come along, Malcolm."

[welldressedevil]

Malcolm gets up and smiles as he follows the Doctor. "I didn't get to thank for the massage last night. It was very good."

[not_a_hero10]

"I had a good teacher." He grins because he did in fact have a good teacher who taught him the subtle arts of massage therapy. "But you're certainly welcome. You needed it."

[welldressedevil]

"I need a lot of things," Malcolm admits, "I'm just not very good at asking for them."

[not_a_hero10]

"Well, we will work on that."

[welldressedevil]

"You willing to work on something not science related, " Malcolm teased, "color me shocked."

[not_a_hero10]

"Oh but it is science. You see, I'm forming a hypothesis that we can help you become more open in time. I'd like to experiment and see if it's true."

[welldressedevil]

Malcolm smiles warmly. "And what would you like to do to start?"

[not_a_hero10]

"I believe you started last night but right now I think we should have some breakfast." Arriving at the kitchen he urges Malcolm to sit down as he prepares some food for them to eat together.

[welldressedevil]

Malcolm isn't really used to sitting still for long period of time. But watching the Doctor work is soothing in an odd way.

[not_a_hero10]

[The Doctor prepares them both a rather modest but tasty breakfast and pours them both a cup of tea to drink with it]

[welldressedevil]

[Malcolm sips the tea first and then eyes the food, sorry Doctor a life time of experience has taught him to be careful.]

There is nothing alien in this yes?

[not_a_hero10]

Well depends on what kind of alien you mean. Considering it's Earth food it's alien to me. [yes he's being difficult on purpose.]

[welldressedevil]

[Malcolm manages a glare.]

You know what I mean Doctor. Did you add anything interesting to this?

[not_a_hero10]

No, I didn't. No need to glare all mean like. I just made you a simple british breakfast.

[welldressedevil]

[Malcolm chuckles.]

I haven't had a full English in years. At least not one my wife knew about at any rate.