Frozen
So, I got given a prompt where the Doctor gives Clara his jacket for some reason. Yeah, this is just gonna be a collection of my oneshots so, if you don't like some, I don't mind because I put em here for friends to read or for my own convenience sometimes. Read away if you want Whoufflé, I guess. :)


"What made you think a frozen planet was a good idea?" yells Clara, who is running alongside the Doctor, away from the saber-toothed bear in the distance.
"How was I supposed to know there were bears here?" The Doctor returns.
"Didn't you say you knew this planet?"
"It's been a while since I've been here..." Even when running for his life, the Doctor could still sound embarrassed.
"Oh, yeah, could have told me that before the bear attacked" Clara spits.
"Alright, alright; mental note made"

The two barrel into the TARDIS, the Doctor almost stumbling into the console, and Clara slamming the door behind them, leaning back on it for good measure. "We are not doing that again!" She gasps, sliding down against the door and onto the floor.
"I don't know," The Doctor starts to breathe heavily, leaning over the bars of the TARDIS, "That was fun."
"Fun?" Clara huffs, her face has gone red, "Fun! You thought that running for our lives from a killer bear in the freezing cold is fun?"
"Well, yeah." The Doctor grumbles, now fully aware that he's made Clara mad.
"Idiot..." Clara trails off, breathing a heavy sigh.
The Doctor realizes quickly that she has started to shiver, her arms wrapped around herself. "Are you okay, Clara?" he asks her, concern hitting his tone of voice.
"F-fine," She stutters, "Th-the cold just got to me; that's all."
The Doctor hurries next to her and removes his jacket, draping it over Clara's shoulders. "Don't you need this?" she asks him, smiling all the same.
The Doctor shakes his head. "I'm not cold. You are. You need it more than me."
Clara stands up, pulling the jacket tighter over her shoulders and wraps her arms tightly around the Doctors waist in a warm hug, burying her face in his chest. The Doctor, surprised at first, relaxes after a few seconds and hugs her back, resting his chin on top of Clara's head after planting a kiss on the top of her brunette curls. "Warmer now?" he asks, smiling.
Clara nods her head and mumbles into his chest. "Definitely"