Mean.
DVD x Reader
Summary: Daan sort of terrifies you, eventually you learn you had no reason to be scared.
Warnings: Swearing, gay panic, minor crisis No hate to Ellie and Daan’s current relationship or either of them I adore them!!!, overthinking (sort of?), reader and Daan being oblivious, use of Y/N.
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You and Danielle had been teammates for the past 3 months. You however wouldn't consider yourselves friends.
You don't know why, you don't know when, but you just automatically assumed Danielle hated you. Maybe it was the way she'd have an unreadable expression on her face when you'd speak French to your other teammates. Or the way she'd absolutely show no mercy during matches or training.
The amount of times you had been on the receiving end of an angry Danielle Van De Donk in training, well... you had lost count, you just knew they hurt.
Today was a team bonding day at Ada's house, nothing too serious, just you and all the girls from Lyon sat around playing fifa and being competitive little shits.
However, it was just your luck you arrived late. And that the only available seat was the one next to the woman you swore hated you.
But you took it, despite being shit scared of her.
Everything was going well, you didn't necessarily speak to each other that much, only exchanging one word at a time. The dutch woman clearly not up for conversation, with you at least. But she was certainly up for it with the blonde on the other side of her, Ellie Carpenter.
You don't know why on Earth it bothered you so much. The way Ellie looked at Danielle with a lovesick expression, the way she'd laugh a tad too hard at her jokes, the way she'd hang off her every word. It annoyed you to no end, and you didn't know why. Which only made you more annoyed.
Which then led to you heading into Ada's kitchen, trying to not throw the glass you were pouring wine into at the wall out of frustration.
Why the hell was this bothering you so much? You were terrified of the woman! You had seen the way she tore her opposition apart on the pitch. You had seen the way she tackled so fiercely. You had seen the way her muscular arms flexed as she was in the gym, the way she panted after a heavy training session.
Holy shit. You were scared of her. But it was maybe possible that you like liked her too? You weren't sure, and that was a whole can of worms you had no intention of opening in the middle of Ada's fucking kitchen.
You're snapped out of your thoughts by none other than the brunette herself, looking down at you with wide, concerned eyes.
"You okay?" She asks, she was actually speaking to you.
"Yeah, just reconsidering life choices and pretending not to hate myself and the feelings I have." You chuckled awkwardly, hoping it would come off as a joke rather than you over sharing. You gulped nervously as the joke fell flat, only getting a concerned slightly judgemental look from Danielle, downing the remainder of your wine.
"Okay, Y/N, maybe you should slow down with the alcohol." She chuckled, although there was an underlying concern to her tone as she removed the wine glass from your hand gently. She offered you a bashful smile, which you returned; hoping it didn't come off as a grimace.
You stand there in not-quite-awkward but not-quite-comfortable silence for a moment, rocking back and forth on the balls of your feet.
She sniffs and wipes her nose, smiling at you awkwardly.
"So.." You say, dragging out the 'o' sound.
"So." She replies, much less dragged out than you did.
"I think I'm gonna go home." You smile awkwardly, moving to grab your bag.
She grabs your arm, turning your back around to look at her.
"I could come with you? Get a cup of coffee?" She offers, before adding to it in a nervous ramble, "If you want to that is! If not it's totally fine!" she stammers before shutting up at the sound of your laugh.
"Sure, Danielle." You replied.
“Please. Call me Daan, Y/N/N.” She smirks.
"You know," you say after a beat of silence that followed the dying down laughter, "when I first met you, I thought you were mean." You laugh, shaking your head.
Danielle looks slightly shocked, her brows furrowing before she grinned, "Well, I hope I've proved you wrong."
You laugh, nodding. "You have."
She smiles triumphantly and you go back to eating your pastries in comfortable silence.
"So, what about me made you think I was mean?" She bemusedly asked, raising an eyebrow.
You thought for a moment, before your face softened and you shrugged, "I don't actually know. I mean, your confidence and your work ethic alongside how you play on the pitch? Jesus that's fucking terrifying. But I don't know why I was scared of you off the pitch, or why I thought you were mean."
You both laugh, "Alright, anything else?" She snickers before taking a sip of coffee.
"Ah! There's also that face you make when I speak French with the others, it's like you're judging me." You laugh, you swear your abs are getting more defined with how hard you've laughed in the past 30 minutes.
"What! No! I wasn't judging you! I was jealous of you!" She laughs loudly, before your fits of giggles came to an end, "And it's incredibly attractive." She murmurs quietly, quiet enough you don't hear her.
"What?" You hum.
She sighs, "And you're so attractive when you speak French." she mutters, cursing slightly as heat rises to her cheeks.
"You... You think I'm attractive?" You grin as she nods, using your index and thumb to pull her head up, making her look at you. "If it helps I think you're pretty fit too." You laugh softly as her eyes light up.
"Y/N?" She asks quietly.
"Yeah, Daan?" You ask, your breath hitching as she leaned in.
"I like you." She admits.
"I like you too."
Silence, but only for a moment.
She leans in, her lips moving against yours, almost as if they were a perfect fit against your own. Well, at least she didn't hate you.
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A/N: hi! sorry for not posting much, but here’s something while i write up some part 2’s (and 3’s!) of stuff :)
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As much as I love to see Ten/Martha together as a couple, and I'll go down with that ship till the end of time, the idea of it not happening has a spot in my heart as well.
I mean obviously not the way it happened in the show. Like that was god awful. But I'm thinking like the Doctor actually like being in conflict about his feelings for Martha and like kinda pushing her away not wanting to get attached, all "curse of the Time Lords" etc.
Then she walks away after the year that never was just like in the show. And like in that scene she all but outright says that she loves him and that she leaves because he doesn't love her back.
But oh he does.
He still lets her walk, after all, he's the Doctor, he's not suddenly going to grow common sense. And instead ends up heart broken that she left but resigned to it. Except he's still in her life, like every now and then he shows up like a love-sick puppy spending a afternoon with her, kidnapping her to an alien beach. Whatever idk.
They talk properly, and like are on decent terms. She tells him about UNIT and also about Tom. He hates hearing about Tom but bottles up his feelings.
I imagine at some point he's realised that he actually does love her back. But has vowed to never tell her.
Anyway Partners in Crime happens, Donna happens and the next time he sees Martha is during the Sontaran Strategem. That happens pretty much the same, except he's less judgemental since he already talked things out with Martha.
Btw I imagine he still told Donna about Martha, and that she fancied him the exact same way. But it's in this episode she realises that it might not be as straightforward as unrequited love as she sees her spaceman absolutely fawn over Martha.
Now Donna being Donna forces encourages him to be truthful about his feelings to Martha when she learns the real state of things.
Anyway he somehow ends up doing and I'm imagining it kinda going with Martha just heavily sighing out an "Oh Doctor" Then proceeds to tell him that she can't. She's moved on, realised he's not the right person and all that. She's engaged now, maybe even already married by this point.
Anyway, I'm imagining this ending with a heartbroken Time Lord sharing a tub of ice cream with Donna that night.
They still remain friends and all, but like there's a bit of awkward tension between them that neither of them likes. Maybe eventually it settles again and gets neutral again like they were before he confessed his feelings. Probably even have a better friendship than ever as there are no unspoken words between them anymore.
But yeah overall it's just the relationship that could be but never was, because the Doctor is a perpetual idiot. If he had been honest to himself and Martha things might have been different.
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