miisterclever

doctor ;

             leaving. she couldn’t be serious. he’s laughing, maniacal laughter for a
             few moments, but he catches her gaze, the frightful one that he rarely
             sees on her unless he’s really been pushed over the edge. his laughter
             dies down.

                        ❝            you’re actually serious, aren’t you? after all we’ve
                           been  through  you’re just LEAVING because of the fact
                           … no, why are you leaving? why should i even LET you
                           leave? ❞

                      good. she’s already getting a rise out of him. she stays sheepish
                      and quiet and she looks down at the ground for a long time, tears
                      starting to develop in her eyes. making humans cry was so very
                      easy. slowly, her gaze lifts to meet his. 

                                     ❝ you’ll let me go because you love me. please,
                                        doctor, i need to leave. you’re scaring me. ❞