Dr. Rob Chase (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
dr_robchase) wrote2008-10-13 10:42 pm
dr_robchase) wrote2008-10-13 10:42 pm
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[For the Doctor]
Normally in the mornings, Chase would just curl up with the blankets and go back to sleep or he would rouse himself for a run. Today, he just wanted to get a little closer and warmer and burrowed up against the Doctor, trying to wrap his arms around him. Trying was the operative word because they just wouldn't go.
He gave a small little grunt and it came out like a whine and he wondered if maybe the dog or something was in the way. Eventually, he tried again and once more, came up with nothing, at which point he opened his eyes and stared up and up and up at the Doctor, looking at him with accusatory and wide eyes.
"Doctor," he whined, burrowing his face into his chest. "Stop being so big."
He gave a small little grunt and it came out like a whine and he wondered if maybe the dog or something was in the way. Eventually, he tried again and once more, came up with nothing, at which point he opened his eyes and stared up and up and up at the Doctor, looking at him with accusatory and wide eyes.
"Doctor," he whined, burrowing his face into his chest. "Stop being so big."