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[The Doctor's more than relieved when the final bell for seventh period rings and he's out of his seat in seconds. He and the Master had agreed to meet up after school by his car, as per usual, and head over to his place afterwards. He's been prone to parking Idris across the street and on the other side of the play park in order to keep curious eyes from noticing him and the Master, and it's there he's headed when he finds himself a bit...held up.

He's too preoccupied to notice the foot sticking out in front of him until it's too late and he's toppled over face first onto the concrete. Nursing a bloody nose, he recognizes the laughter of his usual tormentors and groans internally before pushing himself to his feet.

He's learned by now that trying to talk or reason with them doesn't do much good, and he just submits to their biting taunts, keeping a blank face and not letting his growing irritation show. That's when they start throwing punches, as is their after school hobby, and skinny, knobbly Doctor has literally no way to defend himself.]

Stop!

[But yelling just makes it worse, and the Doctor finds himself shoved against a wall with a hand at his throat, a fist repeatedly slamming into his face until his vision goes blurry and he can taste blood in his mouth.]

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Yeah. [He sighs and heads to the kitchen, fetching him an icepack from the freezer.]

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And a wet washcloth? My nose is still bleeding, stupid thing. [He plops down on an ancient, worn out couch, nearly as old as he is now, and leans back.]

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Am I just going to be your nurse today? Not exactly what I was planning on... [Another sigh, and he fetches him that as well.]=

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Sorrrrryy...just for right now. [Sitting is too uncomfortable and he lays down instead.]

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[He just sits on the edge of the couch next to him for now, watching him.]

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[He grins a little at the Master, draping the icepacks across his face and dropping the washcloth on his nose.]

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You're so terribly attractive.

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[He can't help but laugh.] How can you say that when I look like this?

[soundsofdrums]

Sarcasm, dear, though there's truth to it as well.

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[He closes his eyes and sighs.] Now I'm even more sore than I was this morning.

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And not even in a good way. [He sighs and pets his hair a little.]

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I know. [He laughs, shifting to rest his head in the Master's lap.] Good thing I have you to take care of me.

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I really am too kind to you...

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I don't deserve you at all. [He chuckles.]

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You don't. [His voice is teasing, though, and he strokes his hair.]

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Mmm. [He makes a small content sound.]

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At least we had a good time in the supply closet earlier, hmm?

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[What part of his face that isn't purple turns pink and he flushes.]

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I'll take that as a yes.

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Yes. Though apparently I was red for the next period and a half.

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Awwww. [He pinches his cheek.]

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Ow, stop it. [He scowls, batting his hand away.]

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What? You're adorable.

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And you're an ass.

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Perhaps.