So have a short fluffy drabble ! I hope you'll like it ! I commissioned @the-patrex for the art featured here ! Thank you again ๐
" Elyne ? Are you okay ?" the Doctor asked, pulling the little girl on the couch.
" Can't sleep." Elyne sniffled, rubbing her teary eyes.
The Doctor sighed, pained. There were moments like this, where anxiety came back during night.
" That happens, Sweetheart." he softly stroked her cheeks, wiping her tears away, " Do you want to stay with me until you feel better ?"
The small child nodded and crawled by his side, snuggling against him.
" My head hurtin' " she mumbled.
" It's because you cried," he grabbed the water bottle next to him and poured some in his empty teacup, " drink a bit, it'll feel better."
He made her sit up and carefully put the cup near her mouth. He smiled when she held the cup with her tiny hand before drinking the water.
" Better ?" he whispered, opening his arm again to let her snuggle back at him.
Elyne nodded and closed her eyes while she nuzzled her face into his side.
" Can I have a cookie, please ?"
The Doctor winced at the question.
" I'm afraid all cookies disappeared, dear." he told, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
Elyne blinked and looked up at him.
" Where did they go ?" she asked, confused.
" In my tummy..." the Doctor looked away, embarrassed.
" Oh ok," she whispered, " can I have a bear cake then ?"
" In my tummy as well." the Doctor winced once more.
" You ate all ? " Elyne gasped.
" Not my fault, I had one, but he was feeling lonely without his familly ! I couldn't leave him all sad, could I ?"
He smiled at Elyne's small giggle.
" You're silly, Daddy." she laughed.
" Maybe I am, yes, " the Doctor softly laughed, " but at least, now my tummy is all soft, just for you."
His eyes softened as he watched his daughter kneading his stomach.
" It feel like cookie dough ! " she stated.
The Doctor was properly laughing now.
" Cookie dough ? To me it feels more like pudding." he argued, gently shaking his tummy, " Oh, it's been a long time I didn't have pudding... and I'm hungry."
" Daddy ! " Elyne called, lying down over his belly.
" Okay, I don't move, " he smiled and hugged her closer to him, " I'll have snack later." he smirked.
" Nardole won't be happy." she whispered.
" He's never happy," the Doctor shrugged, " but snacks make me happy and give you a better pillow."
He softly stroke the back of Elyne's head as she giggled and nuzzled her face deeper into his stomach. Then she let out a small yawn.
" Don't wanna sleep," Elyne mumbled, trying to keep her eyes open, " Mm scared, Daddy."
" Don't be, Sweetheart, you're perfectly safe in my arms." his voice was soft, almost like a whisper.
" But I'm not," she stopped to let out another yawn, " tired."
The Doctor smirked and got more comfortable on the couch, leaning back on it, then he softly picked Elyne up and sat her on his lap, allowing her to lay down over his abdomen.
" Yes you are, and you'll do as I tell you." he told her, his tone a bit firmer.
The little girl grumbled a bit but did not try to go away. She just melt into her father's embrace and snuggled her face against him as he stroked her head again.
" You don't go ?" she mumbled, her face burried into the soft fabric of his clothes.
" Never." the Doctor promised, softly stroking along Elyne's nose with his index finger.
Elyne closed her eyes and totally relaxed in his arms, quickly falling asleep. And the Doctor kept his promise. He put his glasses on his nose and read, keeping the small child close to him until she woke up the next morning.
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