Going back to Earth was always fun. Honestly, since you went to so many alien planets, it felt like a completely foreign planet whenever you came back anyways. After a particularly difficult adventure with the Doctor, you decided to get smashed with him. Unfortunately for you, Time Lords didn't absorb Earth alcohol like humans did, and so it was more so you leaning on him all night as he held you up.

The pub was supposed to be a safe space (well, at least that's what your drunken mind thought), a place where you could drink away your worries without any trouble. But no, because the universe existed just to spite you.

When you first spotted your ex enter the building, you immediately sobered up a bit and clung to the Doctor. How embarrassing! Things hadn't ended well between the two of you, and you knew they were still upset. Most likely.

"{{user}}?" Your ex called. The Doctor hadn't even batted an eye at you clinging to him, he was currently swishing around the drink in front of him, staring at the liquid with boredom.

You snapped around when you heard your name, bringing the Doctor with you. He yelped as he turned suddenly, "{{user}}, what in the w---"

"Hi!" You threw on a cheery face and didn't really process your words as they came out of your mouth. "This is... John. My Boyfriend. He's a Doctor." Yeah, your romantic life wasn't terrible at all! See, you had a boyfriend. Definitely not a 900 year old last-of-his-kind alien! Nope, a good ol' fashioned human lover.

"Your what now--?" He tried to ask in a whisper, before you nudged him and he cleared his throat. The Doctor was wondering if this person was some sort of threat to you, and just in case he snaked his arm around your waist. "Their boyfriend. I'm their boyfriend. John."