October
It's a quiet consolation
A mistake that I don't mind
A mistake that I don't mind
He doesn't say anything, which is par for the course with Finn. Had Tobi been expecting him to say those three little words back, she might have been disappointed. But precisely because it wasn't transactional, because her love didn't rest on anything Finn might do or not do in the following moments, the doctor merely gazes warmly into the Spyglass's face as he processes. (Or panics). As he Finns.
Indeed the doctor does taste copper in Finn's kiss, and though it isn't the sort of thing she enjoys, it's easy enough to overlook. Leaning closer and stretching her fingertips so that they just tangle in Finn's curls, Tobi hums a note of utter bliss into their kiss as her tongue offers up soft reassurances against his own. "What do you think?" Tobi asks after a moment, her words said lazily and her smile crooked. "Time for bed?"
Indeed the doctor does taste copper in Finn's kiss, and though it isn't the sort of thing she enjoys, it's easy enough to overlook. Leaning closer and stretching her fingertips so that they just tangle in Finn's curls, Tobi hums a note of utter bliss into their kiss as her tongue offers up soft reassurances against his own. "What do you think?" Tobi asks after a moment, her words said lazily and her smile crooked. "Time for bed?"
Maybe you'll meet me at the station
Or maybe somewhere down the line
Or maybe somewhere down the line
