by futbalfreak18
So... Yes, I am currently under death threats from my friends to finish the multiple stories I have in the works. I'm sorry it taking me so long guys, but I promise I'll have some bigger stuff coming out soon. So bear with me ok? I love all reviews, and if you have any ideas for drabbles or just wanna talk DW leave me a message. This drabble does will have some that follow it and complete the plot, but I'm going to include others in this story title that don't have to do with the plot below. So please let this satiate your hunger and don't kill me. I'm too young!
The rain pattered against the window panes in the early morning, soothing Rose with its vaguely rhythmic pounding. But only a little. Rose lay on her bed in Jackie's apartment. Even wrapped in her fuzzy, pink comforter, she felt cold. Rose didn't dare look at the clock. Leading a life where time was irrelevant, a clock should have been no match for her. Should have.
Rose sighed. Her ceiling was so boring. Rose rolled over on her side, turning away from the door and facing towards the window.
And the rain.
It'd been three hours now.
The bed sunk a little, and warm hands wrapped around Rose's waist.
Finally.
"Don't you dare leave me in the middle of the night EVER again," Rose grumbled, before turning over and tenderly kissing that face she loved so much.
"Never again," the Doctor murmured, when Rose eventually released him. An overwhelming warmth flowed through Rose's body, and her limbs turned to jelly.
"I didn't mean to wake you up. I just needed to get something, and I was hoping to have it before you got up."
The Doctor cracked his crazy grin. His curly hair was so adorable in the morning.
Rose looked at him.
He stared back.
His eyes were so gorgeous.
"So do I get to know what it is?" she finally asked to break the staring contest.
The Doctor's grin grew wider, his bright teeth shining in the little bit of light that leaked in through the rain.
"Not yet."