Definitely a madman with a box

A dreamer of impossible dreams, a hoper of far flung hopes and a devout believer in this most holy principle - Jenna Coleman is my soulmate. What are the odds she feels the same? (Independent RP blog, not actually Matt flippin' Smith, but ah well! 18 to 21+ RP, both mun and muse are very much of age.)

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Matt paced in front of the sofa, animated as ever. “Yeah! Yeah, sure, I’d love to. Ah.. you know, I’m not sure. Let me just check. Love? When do you lot wrap Victoria?”

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beautyfromblackpool:

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The wife and I in February.

I’m just glad they didn’t catch us smooching away ten hot seconds before this. Hence the hazy expression!

They very nearly did! Thank heavens for Gatiss giving us the heads up.

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The wife and I in February.

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Matt yawned fit to crack his jaw as he ascended the stairs. “What d’you reckon? Spend the weekend with your folks in Blackpool or just be good and lazy right here at home? Either sounds absolutely glorious to me.”

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beautyfromblackpool:

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“But-…“ Jenna starts, attempting to scoop her phone back from her husband, to no avail. “I’m not that -” She struggles to hold back a yawn. “…tired.”

Matt had to chuckle. “Bed, missus. You are utterly knackered and need a few days with us silly lot to recharge. Besides, it means you’ll be with us when we all hear the news of Peter’s replacement.”

She slumps back defeatedly, but not before tugging her husband with her and using him as a human pillow. “You know just what to say to persuade me, don’t you? Hmph.”

“Oddly enough,” he remarked, “you’ve never seemed to mind before. Now get a bit more rest before the kids stir, okay?”

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beautyfromblackpool:

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The brunette sleeps deeply throughout the night, exhaustion hitting her like a truck. She only comes to at the sound of her alarm clock the following morning, coaxing a quiet groan from dry lips.

There, standing beside the bed and looking entirely too pleased with himself and an already open mobile was Matt. “Yes, just like you said she’d be. Right, I’ll tell her, and thanks.”

With that, he clapped the phone shut and cleared his throat theatrically. “You, dear missus, are officially off duty until Tuesday morning due to exhaustion - and good riddance, end quote.”

“But-…“ Jenna starts, attempting to scoop her phone back from her husband, to no avail. “I’m not that -” She struggles to hold back a yawn. “…tired.”

Matt had to chuckle. “Bed, missus. You are utterly knackered and need a few days with us silly lot to recharge. Besides, it means you’ll be with us when we all hear the news of Peter’s replacement.”

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beautyfromblackpool:

The brunette sleeps deeply throughout the night, exhaustion hitting her like a truck. She only comes to at the sound of her alarm clock the following morning, coaxing a quiet groan from dry lips.

There, standing beside the bed and looking entirely too pleased with himself and an already open mobile was Matt. “Yes, just like you said she’d be. Right, I’ll tell her, and thanks.”

With that, he clapped the phone shut and cleared his throat theatrically. “You, dear missus, are officially off duty until Tuesday morning due to exhaustion - and good riddance, end quote.”

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beautyfromblackpool:

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MMatt drifted awake with a sleepy smile. “Hey, beautiful. Dinner’s in the oven if you’ve not eaten. Filming went well, yeah?”

Her struggle to keep her eyes open suggests she’s only got sleep in mind at this moment in time, giving a slow nod before slotting her head between his shoulder and his neck. “Mm-hm… can we just go to bed?”

Matt nodded judiciously, knowing that particular feeling entirely too well. “Of course we can. You just head up straightaway and I’ll be right behind you soon as I get dinner put into the fridge.”

“You’re an angel.“ She murmurs, hauling herself up off the couch and taking the stairs up to their room sleepily. She checks in on Grace and little Oliver before collapsing onto her own bed.

Matt finished up right sharpish and headed upstairs. Silent as could be, he climbed in behind the love of his life and wrapped long arms ‘round her so as not not to disturb her already deep sleep. A break after Victoria was definitely called for, he thought to himself.

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beautyfromblackpool:

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When Jenna finally got home, Matt was waiting for her on the sofa, sitting up and sound asleep. Grace looked down from the top of the stairs. rubbing sleep from an eye as she waved to mummy before heading back to bed. All in all, it was entirely peaceful.

Jenna sends her drowsy daughter a sleepy smile before setting her bag down, trudging out of her shoes and letting out a yawn as she heads over to her husband. “Hey, love… wakey, wakey, I’m home.”

Matt drifted awake with a sleepy smile. “Hey, beautiful. Dinner’s in the oven if you’ve not eaten. Filming went well, yeah?”

Her struggle to keep her eyes open suggests she’s only got sleep in mind at this moment in time, giving a slow nod before slotting her head between his shoulder and his neck. “Mm-hm… can we just go to bed?”

Matt nodded judiciously, knowing that particular feeling entirely too well. “Of course we can. You just head up straightaway and I’ll be right behind you soon as I get dinner put into the fridge.”

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beautyfromblackpool:

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When Jenna finally got home, Matt was waiting for her on the sofa, sitting up and sound asleep. Grace looked down from the top of the stairs. rubbing sleep from an eye as she waved to mummy before heading back to bed. All in all, it was entirely peaceful.

Jenna sends her drowsy daughter a sleepy smile before setting her bag down, trudging out of her shoes and letting out a yawn as she heads over to her husband. “Hey, love… wakey, wakey, I’m home.”

Matt drifted awake with a sleepy smile. “Hey, beautiful. Dinner’s in the oven if you’ve not eaten. Filming went well, yeah?”

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When Jenna finally got home, Matt was waiting for her on the sofa, sitting up and sound asleep. Grace looked down from the top of the stairs. rubbing sleep from an eye as she waved to mummy before heading back to bed. All in all, it was entirely peaceful.

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beautyfromblackpool:

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Matt hummed happily to himself, trouser covered knees damp with the evening dew as he worked on repairs to the Wendy house in their back garden, home sweet home. This was very definitely the life, for him.

Jenna pads silently up behind him, grazing a hand over his rear while she has the chance. “Mm-hm, would you mind staying like that for a little while longer? I’m enjoying the view.”

Matt  laughed out loud and gave her an enthusiastic smooch. “Cheeky miss. Oh, it’s so good to be home. I remember the day we closed on this place, we were so nervous but so happy. Now look at us lot, one of the best decisions we ever made.”

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Matt hummed happily to himself, trouser covered knees damp with the evening dew as he worked on repairs to the Wendy house in their back garden, home sweet home. This was very definitely the life, for him.

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He smiled and returned her gentle kiss, setting the script beside him. “Thinking we need a break after this for a bit. I want the kids to know where home actually is, not home one and home two, etc. Any chance you’ve the weekend off?”

“As a matter of fact-“ She hums, dotting a chaste kiss to his cheek. “-I *do* have this weekend off. Three more days then we can go home for a bit, hm? I am starting to miss Mum and Dad a little.”

That was definitely good to hear, and then a thought struck him. “Isn’t filming in Leeds for the next little bit, anyway? You’d cut an hour off the commute traveling from our house in any case.”

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beautyfromblackpool:

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Matt was elbow deep in a script when Jenna got in, the kids yawning and giving her sleepy “Love you mummy” kisses as they went to bed. “Oh, hey gorgeous. How went your day?”

Jenna gets the kids settled in and kisses them goodnight before hopping back down the stairs and only then shrugging off her jacket and boots. She shuffles over and flops down beside him with a satisfied sigh. “We’re ahead of schedule, so all is well in the royal household. And you?”

He smiled and returned her gentle kiss, setting the script beside him. “Thinking we need a break after this for a bit. I want the kids to know where home actually is, not home one and home two, etc. Any chance you’ve the weekend off?”

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Matt was elbow deep in a script when Jenna got in, the kids yawning and giving her sleepy “Love you mummy” kisses as they went to bed. “Oh, hey gorgeous. How went your day?”

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When Jenna arrived home from filming, Matt was doing up Karen’s nappy with Oliver’s able assistance as Gracie looked on, beaming with approval. “Don’t look now, munchkins, but I do believe mummy is home!”