Rose suddenly feeling self-conscious of breaking down in front of the Doctor, pulled away slightly brushing herself down in front of him, but she had not missed his hurt expression even if he was quickly trying to hide it.
She wiped at her eyes, desperately trying to wipe away the tears she felt so guilty at shedding in front of him. He had no idea how much she truly loved him and she didn’t want him to think she was weak; she didn’t want to be pitied. She didn’t want to hurt him, she knew how much he craved the brief hugs and hand-holding they shared often but she just couldn’t let himself be susceptible when around him.
“I’m sorry,” she broke the numbing silence that had fallen between them.
“What could you possibly be sorry for Rose,” the Doctor moved closer to her taking her small hand in his wanting to close the gap between them.
Rose let go of his hand as if burned turning her face away from his glistening eyes as if ashamed. The Doctor didn’t give up easily and turned her chin back to him, cupping her cheek in his cool palm, leaving their faces inches apart.
“I’m sorry for… for breaking down in front of you… I didn’t… I didn’t want you to see me like that,” Rose stammered out looking down throughout, unable to look him in the eye.
The Doctor was shocked, this beautiful and brilliant girl in front of him, was ashamed because she let her guard down in front of him. How could she… how could she think that he’d think her weak and insignificant. This was what he’d come for, to be a shoulder for his Rose to cry on and to hold her hand when she needed it the most.
He made her look at him in the eye once again, her eyes now slowly filling again with unshed tears. She had eyes that were filled with such pain… such grief and such sorrow, no-one at that age should have to see that, no-one.
“Rose sweetheart, do you honestly think that I’d think less of you seeking comfort in me, this is what I’m here for remember to look after you and protect you.” One stray tear had found its way down Rose’s cheek in which the Doctor quickly brushed away with his thumb. “Come here Rose,” he reached around her pulling her to him easily for a hug to try and convince her he would do anything for her, anything in the world.
He pulled away from a reluctant Rose after a while seeing she had recovered pretty well considering, she seemed much brighter anyway. “Come on then you let’s get inside, it’s freezing out here and I think both of us could do with a drink.” He pulled her up with his hand and linked hands with her but not before making sure his coat was wrapped tightly around her sealing out the cold, she didn’t complain however just looked at him and smiled more brightly than she had done in a while. “That’s my girl.”
“What would I do without you eh,” Rose said.
“You wouldn’t,” the Doctor replied cheekily.
The two of them walked slowly back to the building next to the church side by side, Rose leaning slightly into the Doctor’s side, in return he wrapped his arm around her waist protectively.