Missing You || David and John
John didn’t think that it was possible for him to grow so impatient.
With every single day that he spent traveling with his co-workers, which he had considered his second family as a matter of fact, he seemed to notice that time was moving even slower than normal. Or perhaps that was just him waiting for every hour to pass by faster, wanting to finally get his job done for good. So that he could finally spend the rest of his days with the love of his life.
If he was asked of the thing that he regretted the most, John’s answer would definitely be his deciding to go back to traveling round the country to wrestle for fans — that still decided to boo him, by the way. Not because he had grown to resent the line of work that he so loved, but because he had to leave David behind, especially in the most crucial time of their lives. Trust him, he really wanted to stay with the Time Lord, wanting to take care of him and wanting to be there when the twins would finally be born to this world.
Every single minute, he wondered how they were doing. Every single second he longed to be with them, to be with David, to hold him in his arms, to see the bright smile on his face that never failed to make John’s day. It had proven to be some sort of distraction in the ring, with him ending up in the smallest of injuries. But he didn’t mind doing it, didn’t even blame anything for it. Thinking about David and their children was the only thing that was helping him get through the day. If he had to be hurt for thinking about them, then so be it.
Just a few months to go, he thought to himself, thinking of how many months he had to endure until his contract was up. It was Vince’s last request to him. And since he was still the McMahon’s intellectual property, he didn’t have a choice but to say yes and go back to work. But not for long. As soon as his contract was over, he was going back to where he really belonged.
Woken up by a small pat on the arm, John blinked and slowly went back to reality, letting out a laugh and hooking an arm around his co-worker’s neck, trying to act as normally as he could. This was his daily routine; pretend that nothing was bothering him. And he was planning on keeping things like this until he went to bed tonight, but then said co-worker turned and stared to their right, eyes almost wide in wonder. What the hell was this guy looking at?
Then, there was that familiar humming, a sound of a very familiar old friend, a sound that sent a wave of nostalgia inside of him.
He didn’t have to ask what it was. He turned his head and felt his heart skip a beat upon seeing the Tardis materialize before them. And then, a very familiar trench-coated man standing right by it, staring right at him with the warmest smile that he had ever seen. He found himself rooted on his spot, not wanting to find out that he was just dreaming in the end. But when he spoke, he knew that it was all true. David was here; his doctor was back. He didn’t waste another moment and ran up to him, wrapping his arms around him, pressing kisses to his cheek, whispering to him, telling him how much he missed him, how happy he was to see him right now.
There was no explanation to how he was feeling right now, but he could describe it easily with a few words.
He was home.
The brown haired Time Lord felt like he was standing there for longer than an eternity staring at John, finally taking in a deep breath of relief when he was suddenly enveloped into a familiar loving embrace that he missed dearly in the past few months. All of the words coming out of the man’s mouth was vaguely getting into the Doctor’s mind as he focused on hos alive and happy he felt now that he had his husband back; letting his arms wrap as tightly as they could around John as he nuzzled his face into his chest.
He had a million thoughts swirling in his mind right now, but didn’t know where to begin as he breathed in the once familiar scent of the man who still had complete ownership of his hearts, and just couldn’t tear himself away from him now that he finally had him back where he belonged. It was when the thought of the twins popped into his head again that he slightly pulled away from the other man, cupping John’s face with both hands as he placed a quick, yet perfect kiss on his lips.
It still felt amazing to kiss the bigger man, still had all those strong emotions flutter in his hearts as he gazed up at John with all the love and happiness he felt right now, biting down on his lip as he softly murmured, “Hey love. How have you been? Sorry I haven’t kept in touch with you, but I’ve been busy as usual and-” He took the other man’s hand and placed it on his now flat stomach, “Congratulations. You now have two beautiful, perfect little twins awaiting to see you in the Tardis. I gave birth yesterday, big boy. And as their father you do deserve to see them and spend time with us…If you want to.”
The Doctor bit his lip at his last words with a sad frown; the fact that John probably still wanted to stay here for his job would more than likely happen, but a small part of him hoped that he’d at least spend some time with him and their babies before he went back to work again. But he only wanted his husband to be happy, and wouldn’t force him to do anything he want to do. It was after all, the reason why he let him leave in the first place.
He nearly jumped at the muffled sound coming from his coat pocket, frowning in concern as he pulled away from John to search the massive space in the pocket, eyes widening when he pulled out the baby monitor, the tiny sniffles and cries from the twins coming clear from the device as he gave his lover a hopeful look, holding out his hand to him.
"Come with me? Seems the little ones have finally awakened from their sleep to finally meet their daddy."