Literature
Notice (Eleventh Doctor X Reader)
You groaned, clutching your stomach painfully. You and the Doctor had just been planning out where to go next, but for some reason your stomach was acting up.
“__y/n__? Are you okay?” The Doctor asked anxiously, rushing over to you and pressing his hand against your forehead.
“I’m fi-“ You cut yourself off, slamming your hand over your mouth and running out of the control room.
The Doctor winced as he heard the door to one of the bathrooms slam shut, then the sound of something hitting the water.
You wiped your mouth on the back of your hand, standing up and flushing the toilet. You washed your hands before y
