I wrote this for doctorroseprompts weekly drabble prompt on Tumblr: under. Enjoy!
I still don't own Doctor Who.
"I thought you said Monsoon season didn't start until later. You can never get it right." Rose grumbled as ice cold raindrops began to drench her skin. The Doctor sighed heavily at her jab. He got ready to defend his TARDIS piloting skills, but then he took one look at her. Her hair was plastered to her face, makeup running and she was shivering from the cold and his hearts melted. He shrugged out of his overcoat and held it over their heads. Rose's irritation vanished and she immediately snuggled into his side, taking full advantage of their improvised umbrella.
