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Secret Binder *Any DoctorxReader*

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***Any Doctor can be used! It was originally going to be about 4 but no one seems to appreciate 4 ff so this is ambiguous to any of them***

How could anyone live like this? It seemed they were drowning in loneliness with no sign of rescue, such sadness and pain radiating through each word. Hidden between the dozens of sappy cliches and happy endings were heart shattering, tear stained, forsaken emotions splattered in black ink across the lines of simple paper. These didn’t belong with the forever afters that surrounded them, they were the exact opposite, with unrequited confessions or never voiced affections. Some had love interests of popular characters from all walks of media while a few remained nameless, leaving the reader questioning who it was that left the narrator in such a state. This reader only had one last question, who had written the contents of this tattered binder?
The Doctor stared at the plastic book with jumbled thoughts. Had one of his companions written this? He had found it in the library while looking for a book on the war between the Kyrot and the Wralhyr, left on the table in the back corner. (Cannon Doctor’s Companion(s)) couldn’t possibly known who any of these characters, it had to be (Y/n). He could hear someone enter the room in a hurry, frantically shuffling through books. Muttered curses drifted to his ears. The Doctor set the binder down, pretending to search for a book at random. (Y/n) turned round the shelf of the last place she could remember having the binder.
“Oh…” Her body froze at the sight him. She tried to smile like she so frequently did around the extra-terrestrial man but it came out forced. “Hi Doctor, looking for a new book too?” He raised an eyebrow but fixed it before turning to his (h/c) companion.
“Yes, ‘The Complete Collection of Agatha Christie’. Quite good I must say.”
“I’m sure.” Her eyes flickered from him to various points around the area they were in. “You haven’t come across a binder have you? It’s (f/c), held together by (design) ducktape, full of paper and page protectors?” (E/c) locked onto the item in question, on the table behind the Doctor. He wrestled with whether or not to tell her that he had read every single word written between the plastic covers. (Y/n) grabbed the binder and clutched it tightly to her chest.
“Glad you could find it.” He smiled. They locked eyes and they could each tell what the other was thinking. “(Y/n) why di-” The (h/c) girl ran out of the library before he could finish. (Y/n) was always so happy, joking constantly, laughing, and her smile! He just adored that smile when it lit up her face. The Doctor hurried out as well, looking for his (e/c) eyed companion. He opened the door to her room to find her ripping out pages of her binder.
“Doctor, go away!” She cried out.
“Stop, what are you doing?” He rushed over to pick up the discarded papers scattered on the floor. “These are extremely good, don’t rip them up!” He grabbed her hands to stop the next page from mutilation. The girl struggled as he pulled her to his chest and squeezed her tightly.
“I write lies.” She whispered. He pulled back, planting a sweet kiss on her forehead.
“Then let’s make them true.”
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GIRlovesPIGGYS661's avatar
"No one seems to appreciate 4"
DUDE
I LOVE FOURTH QwQ