Multifandom Ficlets | Reader Insert

Prompts: 90 and 56 from https://writings-of-a-hufflepuff.tumblr.com/post/160804095588/prompt-list-1: 'Can... Can you come over?' And 'I don't want to be alone.'

Summary: Everything was a bit too much for you but luckily Eleven takes a moment to slow down listen and comfort you. (This is highly self indulgent and I originally had a version with some very ooc comforting dialogue from the Doctor that I had to scrap because it didn't sound like him at all oops)

Warnings: Mental health issues, Talk of feeling overwhelmed

Words: 314

Hitting dial, you took in a shaky breath preparing yourself – reaching out for help was hard. You'd mentioned your mental health issues in passing but you'd never really had them flare up when you were with him and although you said you trusted him there was still that small part of you that was scared to let him see you so hurt. Breaking your train of thought, he picked up - quicker than you were expected - thus leaving the words unready in your throat.

'Y/n! Hi! How are you? I was thinking we could go to...' He rambled on before quickly tailing off hearing your sharp intakes of air.

Taking advantage of his pause, you asked with a crack in your voice, 'Can... Can you come over?'

'Of course, do you want to talk about it?'

'I don't want to be alone.' You forced yourself to take a deep breath, understanding that it was hard for him to help if he couldn't tell what you were saying. 'I'm just feeling a lot at the moment and it's hard.'

As you finished speaking, you heard the familiar vroom of the Tardis landing in your living room. You'd greet him but your limbs were sluggish and your eyes tired. He quickly found you though; his gentle hands running through your hair as he sunk down into your bed softly shifting you across so he could hold you. Your lips turned slightly upwards as the Doctor pulled the hair out of your face. 'There she is,' his tone was quiet and familiar, 'the most wonderful human I know.'

Blushing you hid your face in his chest; now he was here there were no tears to ruin his clothes. In a comforting gesture, he pressed his lips to the top of your head and softly smiled as he realised your breathing had evened out. You'd be alright.