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Eleven x Reader: Not just TiredYou leaned back against the door of the TARDIS, taking deep breaths, and watched him dance around the console flicking switches and pulling levers, a jovial smile gracing his face. You slid down against the railing slowly and closed your eyes, focusing on the hum and whir of the TARDIS. You didn't see him finally pause for a moment and look over to you, or see his eyebrows knit together in worry and confusion. He walked over to you and sat.
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“(Y/n), are you alright?” he asked taking one of your hands in his.
“Hmm? Oh, yeah just tired,” you lied and kept your eyes closed.
“If there’s something else, please tell me what’s wrong; what can I do to help?” he pleaded. You opened your eyes and turned to face him.
“I really am tired, Doctor, and I keep messing up and you keep risking yourself to save me. I’m a burden to you,” you mumbled, “You should take me home…”
He squeezed your hand, gave you a peck on the