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Sunshine and stars

Summary:

oc x canon, their name is sunny and has been a companion of the doctor back in 2008-09 but they left due to their personal reasons (they didn't want to die).

Leaving him they figured how to handle being normal again, landing in a small but nice apartment in sheffield they lock eyes with their neighbors friends and they see a pretty blonde woman in a big oversized coat, she seemed so familiar but they have no idea why..

Or

An old companion of the doctor finds themselves infront of her but they didn't even realize it was her

What will happen when they find out their little crush is actually the doctor?

Notes:

Sunny uses they/them btw !! Plus they're queer !!

Not proofread at all

Chapter 1: Who is she ?

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

They stood at the door of their apartment after a nice but yet boring day at work, just a simple librarian.The crisp autumn wind pushing their hair into their face, having to tuck the strands behind their ear, frustratingly fiddling with the keys annoyed, they groaned leaning their head on their door in defeat.

"Good afternoon, Sunny!" A well known voice greeted them from behind

Their head shot up at a familiar voice with a soft smile, their eyes landed on their neighbor, yazmin khan who was really kind to them, her and her family were really welcoming to them when they first moved into this place

"Afternoon, Yaz" they waved, leaving the keys to be figured out later, turning to see her with her friend group, a boy that looked the same age as Yaz, an old man who stood close to him and a woman who was busy looking all over the building.. my gosh was she beautiful and yet so familiar as well, they blinked and snapped out of it when she looked back at them.

But it had felt like time had stopped, her green eyes, it felt like she had that sparkle in them, that shine that only the perfect person would have. Her hair, as beautiful as the sun and it's light trails, like her hair was made of glowing stardust

A huge shade of pink plastered on their face.They tensed up and was afriad that it looked like they were staring at her

"Uhm- sorry Yaz wish we could talk more.. but I'm really tired" they awkwardly stammered an apology and smiled, Yaz thankfully understood their hurry. By some miracle their key worked on the first try, rolling their eyes at the damn key they bolted into their apartment before the beautiful blonde lady could open her mouth to talk to them for just a second. Yaz and her friends didnt blink at their kind of weird outburst and just shrugged but she noticed, she didnt really have enough time to process their face but the way they acted was so familiar to her, their voice very familiar to her.

They truly didn't mean to shut the door so loudly they were just panicking..? No that's not the right word but it felt like their whole world was spinning, like their face was as hot as the sun, their legs couldn't even hold up their weight oh stars this isn't what they think it is it?

They had a crush on her.

How?! She was just a random lady they saw today?! They were pacing around in their flat, biting their nails nervously while their mind was going 1000 miles per hour, they couldn't stop thinking about her, her eyes, her hair and just everything about her was angelic to them

And most importantly why did she look so familiar, they would've most certainly remembered someone as gorgeous as her that's for sure, just something about her made them feel like they've spent a lifetime with her before, but why?

Their arms slumped to their sides as they groaned, standing in the middle of their living room and finally realizing how tired they actually are right now, gently throwing their bag on their couch as they discarded their coat from their shoulders, placing it where their bag had landed

A nice warm shower would help calm them down but they sadly had to leave that relaxation behind since they almost couldn't stop themselves from falling asleep by how nice it felt

After putting on the cleanest and most comfortable clothes they had left, they plopped down on their bed, sighing loudly into their pillow, lifting themselves up slightly to annoyingly get the brown strands of hair out of their face before laying on their back and staring at their ceiling

Gods they're not going to be able to let this feeling go.
They thought, how is she already filling their thoughts? It made them feel like a creep cause she doesn't even know them.. or does she?

Notes:

First ever fic and even if I say English isn't my first language (cuz it isnt) it's still not going to change how bad this is 😞