The Wilting Rose

by LilStarKat [Reviews - 69]

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  • Angst, Het

“You know he’s never gonna let me forget this right,” Rose turned to her mum who was still a little shocked at the Doctor’s forward actions. “You have no idea mum, last time I took some of his marmalade for my toast, he practically blanked me for a month then wouldn’t let me forget it, and this one has far too many fetishes for his own good.”

Jackie smiled knowingly. “You know you love him really Rose.”

Rose looked annoyed, “So now you accept that fact, after causing all that trouble over him kissing me.”

Jackie looked innocently up at Rose, “I never said he wasn’t good enough for you, you know what he gets like, and I was only having a laugh.” Rose didn’t look particularly amused. “Oh come on sweetheart. Look I promise I won’t make trouble between you two again.”

Rose rolled her eyes and glanced over at a sulking Doctor who was sat at a table on his own with his arms crossed over his chest. “Alright, as long as you at least attempt to be nice to him from now on,” she gestured over to the Doctor.

“If I must,” came Jackie’s reply with a sigh. “I’m going off to find Jim now, I need some male attention.” Jackie briefly hugged Rose then wondered off into the crowd to find the lucky man himself.

Rose made her way over to the Doctor and sat down next to him, he didn’t acknowledge her presence however. Rose smiled inwardly to herself, “You know I can always go and find Adam.” When this didn’t have any effect she made as if to get up and search for the man. Before she got anywhere however, the Doctor’s hand reached out and gripped hold of her arm pulling her back to him, so she was sat on his lap.

Her heart starting beating at a rapid pace when she saw the look in his eyes, they were dark almost black, they were unreadable; she couldn’t interpret any emotions from those eyes she thought she knew so well. His face was blank, yet again unidentifiable; he wasn’t smiling which made him look older and slightly darker than usual. For a moment, just for a moment fear overtook her, he had never looked at her that way before and it frightened her.

“Now why would you want to go and do that,” he said after awhile, his hands firm around her waist keeping her sitting down in his lap unmoving.

Her breath caught in her throat, she didn’t reply, she couldn’t. For starters she had no idea how to answer that question.

“Why would you want to go to a mere little human male, when you have me; the last Time Lord, wrapped around your little finger,” he moved slightly tracing the outline of her jaw with his finger causing her to shiver involuntarily.

His cocked his head to one side studying her for a moment. “Who do you belong to Rose?” he asked her looking straight into her eyes and still stroking her cheek with his hand, sending tiny sparks of electricity shooting up her spine, he had that effect on her and she craved every touch he gave her.

She found her voice and moved closer to her Time Lord, their faces inches apart. “You, forever,” her voice had taken on a husky tone.

“My Rose, I’ll kill any other man that dares touch you,” he replied dark eyes sparkling.

“I know,” she said simply, knowing what he was saying was the absolute truth, he would kill for her and she knew it.

He wrapped his arms around her, catching her off guard and pulling her easily against him, holding her tightly against his chest inhaling the scent that was only Rose; the scent that filled up his senses and overtook him, craving her touch.

Rose sighed, content to be held in the arms of the man she loved. He may be too alien for her sometimes but right here, right now he wasn’t a stranger but the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with.

She leaned her head back and looked up at the man himself, her tongue poking between her teeth, “Put your specs on for me.” He ran a hand through his hair, as he knew she loved and looked at her quizzically as if he didn’t know why. “Why?” he smiled for the first time at her. “Just do it for me, please,” she smiled helplessly at him, knowing full well he couldn’t resist that face.

“You have to stop doing that Rose Tyler; you know I can’t resist that smile.” He reached into his pocket on his jacket and brought out the offending item that Rose found so attractive when placed with him, he should know he’d often than not found her drooling over him with them on. He put them on and looked down at Rose in a seductive pose. “You are just so damn hot in your glasses, you know that?”

“Ah-ha, so she clicks at long last! There is a reason why I always wear them around you.” She pulled on his tie and brought her lips to his, feeling him smile against their lips she carried on, deepening the kiss until both broke apart panting for breath. “You are a bad influence on me Rose,” he remarked with a smirk, then settling her once more back into position; his chin resting gently on her head.

“What do you expect, when you put those damn specs on, there a sitting aphrodisiac.” The Doctor smiled cheekily; for once thankful for his slight short-sightedness in this regeneration.