Matt: “You gave me good advice” David: “Did I?” …. Matt: “Not advice that I can repeat.” I have some ideas on the nature of that advice. Do you? - RPF anon
I don’t suppose I could talk you into doing a little drabble of Matt and David being doofy on set for the 50th and Billie being bemused. - roseandherdoctor
Lagers procured and basket of chips ordered, David and Matt took a seat in a quiet corner of the pub. David had suggested the meeting as a friendly gesture, a sort of passing of the baton from one Doctor to the next.
“So,” Matt said, taking a long pull of his beer, knees bumping the bottom of the table. “I know playing the Doctor has got to be completely mad. But what’s the worst of it? Anything I should really steel myself for?”
“There’s the fans,”David said, running a hand over the stubble along his jaw that he’d allowed to grow since he finished filming. “Lovely bunch, but complete nutters. And you could get typecast, later on. People might not be able to see you as anything but the Doctor for a long time…”
“Anything else?” Matt asked, noticing that David had trailed off.
“Costars,” David blurted, quickly taking several gulps of his drink.
“What about them?”
“Don’t fall in love.”
During Billie’s first day back on set to film the 50th Anniversary episode, she noticed Matt and David laughing as they loitered by the coffee cart. They’re probably talking about footie or the hazards of living with gangly legs, she thought rolling her eyes, but decided to join them anyway.
“What are you girls giggling about, then?” she asked, taking a styrofoam cup and pouring herself some coffee.
“Oh, just reminiscing about some advice David had given me when I got the part,” Matt replied, and Billie could see him arch a brow at David out of the corner of her eye.
“And what advice was that?” she asked, stirring in a packet of creamer.
“Doesn’t matter,” David smirked. “The point is that he completely ignored it.”
“Did not!” Matt laughed, tea spilling over the lip of his cup.
“Course you did,” David replied, handing him a napkin. “Everyone could tell, it was so obvious!”
“Okay, what’s going on?” Billie furrowed her brow in the direction of her friends.
“Well even if I did, you set the precedent,” Matt said, throwing a glance Billie’s way.
“Yeah, but could you blame me?” David smirked, bumping Billie’s hip with his own.
“Suppose not,” Matt replied, before realizing the director was calling him back to set. He tossed his cup of tea in the bin and jogged away, leaving David and Billie staring at each other, drinks growing cold in their hands.
“Seriously, what are you two on about?” Billie asked, failing to hide the bemusement in her voice.
“Oh nothing,” David smiled, stooping to plant a kiss on her cheek.