This is my first real fic, so please don't be harsh.
Disclaimer: I do not own doctor who."Rose!" The Doctor whined as he opened the front door of the Powell Estate.
She was late as usual, telling him that she and her mother were going to be a few hours shopping; and spending time with one another.
Well, 'a few hours' had past and the Doctor had become tired of waiting. He had a key to her house, seeing how it was fair, she having a key to the TARDIS.
Jackie, of course was a little skeptical about an alien having access to her home, but with her daughter's reassurance, she quickly shut her mouth on the matter.
The Doctor shut the door behind him and made his way to the living room, sitting himself down upon the couch; he contemplated the idea of fixing himself some tea and helping himself to the biscuits he knew Jackie hid behind the cups on the second shelf in the cupboard.
He chewed on the inside of his bottom lip, getting up he past the kitchen and went to Rose's room, not wanting to snoop; but the gnawing inside him too much to ignore.
It…was…so...pink.
The Doctor shook his head, not understanding how one person could submerge themselves in one color.
He smiled to himself as he thought about his pink and yellow companion, he scratched his cheek as he looked about the room. It was clean and neat, no doubt Jackie having picked up after her daughter while she was off traveling with him.
He loved having Rose with him, but he sometimes wondered if dragging her along was not the best thing in the world.
Yes, Rose loved the traveling as well, and would never say otherwise. He knew she had feelings for him, feelings that went beyond friendship. However, the Doctor wasn't sure how to react to them.
He liked her…a lot. But, he wasn't sure if it was really love.
Rose was human, and that meant that she would die one day, like all humans did. He wasn't sure if he could give those buried feelings to someone that would not be with him forever.
And there lay the problem, the only person that could live forever was Jack, and the Doctor, didn't fancy spending the rest of his regenerations with the ex-time agent. Leaving Jack was hard, but the captain was diligent, and the Doctor knew that Jack would overcome anything that stood in his way.
Rose however, was not like the captain at all. Although, she had her own hidden strengths and the heart for caring for people; Rose needed the constant attention. She could not strive if not for someone to hold her close.
Like Mickey before him and now him; he did not know whether he was in fact good for her. He could not promise forever, even if he wanted to.
He jumped slightly when he heard the front door to the flat open and Rose's voice reach his ears. He smiled then, out of pure instinct. He felt his stomach growl, wishing that he had eaten those biscuits.
"Doctor?"
He turned and walked back out to the living area, seeing Rose's bright smile planted on her face the moment her eyes met his.
"Whatcha doin'?" She asked, setting mulitcolored bags down upon the floor.
The Doctor shrugged, "Waiting."
Her brows furrowed, like they did when she didn't understand him; which was quite often.
"Waiting? Waiting for what?" She asked, her voice soft and calm.
The Doctor smiled, "Waiting for you. Always."
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