June 7, 2011
FILL: Infinity (Jamie/Victoria, Two/Jamie, PG)

PROMPT: For all his flirting and constant need for touch, Jamie is not a very sexual individual.

This isn’t quite what I expected it to be when I started writing it. It’s also a bit on the Two/Jamie side (in a fluffy asexy sort of way).

Ben had, once upon a time, decided to educate Jamie, reasoning that the kid needed to know the ways of the world; said education had proved to consist of Ben telling increasingly crude stories and Jamie growing increasingly red. It wasn’t as if sex was an entirely foreign concept to Jamie, just one that hadn’t ever seemed to matter.

Sometimes they meet pretty girls on their travels, and sometimes Jamie flirts with them, because he likes it. He likes seeing them giggle and blush and look away. He likes the shared smiles and the mock pouting that ensues when they rebuff advances that weren’t meant to be serious in the first place. He likes it when they titter and stare at the ground, although he’s not quite sure why they all seem so fascinated by his kilt. It’s not terribly interesting, is it?

Jamie may not be much of a gentleman, but Victoria, now, she’s a lady. Maybe his armor’s a bit on the rusty side, and he hasn’t even got a horse, but they’re both tagalongs on the same quest, strays following a strange little man in a strange little box through the universe. More than anything, he wants to be her champion, her protector. She needs safety and stability and a promise that she won’t start the next day dripping wet and on trial for her life, and although they both know that there’s no way she can have that without leaving, Jamie will fight for her as long as she’s with them.

And then there’s the Doctor, the Doctor who turned Jamie’s world upside down and inside out and made it infinite—and became its center. The universe baffles Jamie—baffles him, and scares him a little—but out in the vastness, Jamie doesn’t drift, he orbits. He wants to be there forever, trusting, following, defending his brilliant, daft little Doctor. His mad, wonderful Doctor, whose smile does funny things to Jamie’s stomach. His Doctor, who’s lodged himself in Jamie’s heart as sure as the sunrise. His Doctor, who makes Jamie want to run forever as long as he’s got the Doctor within arm’s reach. And they run, and as they run, Jamie begins to suspect that he might be in love.

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    AUGH WHY YOU DO DIS TO ME MICHAELA WHY SO MUCH CUTE
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    THIS IS THE CUTEST MOST ACCURATE THING I’VE EVER READ.
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    OH MY GOD MIChAELA. IT’S SO CUTE I WANT TO DIE
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