Disclaimer: Doctor Who isn't mine. If it was things would be quite different. The BBC owns all and I bow before them.
Written for timepetalsprompts on tumblr and their weekly drabble prompt: embarrassment.
"You didn't have to do that!" Rose glared at the Doctor.
"His hands were all over you!"
"We were dancing!" she countered.
"Looked like more than that!"
"You were drinking with Jack. I was having fun. It didn't mean anything! He wasn't you!" Her cheeks flamed in shock and embarrassment at her slip.
"What?"
Rose looked away. "Nothing."
"Did you want it to be?" The Doctor's tone was softer now.
"Yeah. Thought you knew that."
"I'm old and jaded. You deserve younger and better."
"I don't want that. Only you."
The Doctor nodded and then his lips came crashing down.
