Lost (NinexReader) (DW)

It was three o’clock on a Saturday and you were blessed with being able to do nothing. For once you got a break from your demanding job to just sit in your favorite park and enjoy the nice weather. You sat Indian style on a wooden bench with your favorite book in your lap. The remains of your lunch sat next to you fluttering in the light breeze.


After finishing another chapter, you looked up to see what had changed around you, and to give your eyes a break. The park was mainly empty except for yourself and another man that was walking down the path. Something about the man caught your attention though. He looked completely lost, and he kept gazing around like he was looking for someone. Your sympathetic heart went out to him, and you marked your place in the book before stowing it back into your bag. Slinging the bag over your shoulder you approached the man. Without stopping to think about the possibility of your help not being wanted, you tap him on the shoulder. He turns around to face you, and you are happy to realize that there aren’t any hostile emotions on his face. He seemed worried, but there was also a twinkle of kindness mixed with a lot of curiosity in his eyes.


“Hello! May I help you?” he asked in an accent you couldn’t quite place. English for sure, but more specific than that and you didn’t know.


“Actually I was about to ask you the same thing. You look lost.”


“Oh no I’m not lost,” the man answered your concern with a smile.


“Then have you lost something?”


“That I have done. Two some ones actually. Have you seen a blonde in jeans and a green sweater or a man in a long black coat? The man was probably flirting with something.” You searched through your memory of everyone you had seen throughout the day and come up with a few vague ideas of where you might have seen someone with a green sweater.


“I think I could show you where I might have seen your friend earlier. I don’t know if she’s there now, but it’s a start,” you offer hoping to be of some assistance.


“Fantastic! Lead on.” His eyes light up and a dorky yet endearing smile spread across his face. You flashed a smile to before turning and leading the way down the path you entered the park on. He kept pace with you and walked next to you. You watched his face out of the corner of your eye. The smile that had been on his face was dropped, and a stony concentration took its place. He was very obviously concerned for his friends.


“So what’s your name?” you ask hoping to relieve some of the tension that was building in his muscles.


“The Doctor.”


“Just the Doctor?” you ask in confusion. Surely he had a last name or something other than just doctor.


“Yep. Just the Doctor. Spent so much time studying I completely forgot my name. I got my diploma though.” The story made you laugh and also kept you from asking any more questions. He didn’t want to tell you anything about himself, and that was fine. You wouldn’t want to tell a random person on the streets your information either.


After a few more minutes of walking, you arrived at the place you grabbed lunch from earlier. “I saw your friend here earlier I think. She was walking through the shop. I can’t remember what she was doing exactly-“ you cut yourself short, because looking through the window you could see a blonde girl in a green sweater sitting at a table across from a man in a long black coat. The girl had her head propped on her hand and was looking quite sad while the one in the coat sat back in his chair and watched people enter the building.


“I guess this is where we part ways. Don’t lose your friends again, but if you do come and find me in the park again alright?”


The Doctor looked down at you with a smile. “Thanks for the help (Y/N) I’ll see you soon.” He walked into the restaurant where both of his friends jumped up to great him. The girl hugged him tightly and even the two men embraced, but something was bothering you. The Doctor had referred to you by your name and said he would see you soon. But you never gave him your name, and had never met him before to your knowledge. Strange.