Hey so uh I don’t know wtf I’m doing but @mypoorfaves posted this prompt a while ago about sick Yuuri and I decided to run with it. This is the first time I’ve ever posted a fic on Tumblr (it’s more like a drabble I guess?) About 1k. Hope you enjoy! (Also I hope the read more button works???)
considered himself a particularly patient man. There were some things he was
more willing to wait for than others: for Makkachin to give him the ball while
playing fetch, for Yurio to stop yelling at him, for certain cute Japanese boys
to flirt with him.
Victor found, however, was that he had little to no patience for tardiness
‘Heroes are important. History books tell us who we used to be, documentaries tell us who we are now, but heroes tell us who we want to be and a lot of our heroes depress me. But you know when they made this particular hero (The Doctor), they didn’t give him a gun, they gave him a screwdriver to fix things. And not a tank or warship or X-wing fighter. They gave him a call box from which you can call for help. And they didn’t give him a superpower or pointy ears or a heat ray. They gave him an extra heart. They give him two hearts and that’s an extraordinary thing because I don’t think there will ever be a time when we don’t need a hero like the Doctor.’