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 timepetalsprompt's drabble prompt, success, fish, watch.
Many thanks to TenRoseForeverandever and goingtothetardis for some quick input. :)
The Doctor surveyed his backside in the mirror. Nearing the end of a day of shopping (not as horrible as he had imagined - he found new pinstriped suits!), he'd remembered what he overheard lifetimes ago and sneaked in a pair of slim cut jeans without Rose noticing.
Walking out of the dressing room, he found her waiting for him.
"Whadd'ya think?" he asked, turning around slowly.
Rose's eyes glazed over (success!) but then she came back to herself. "Fishing for compliments, Doctor?
"Don't need to," he drawled. "I've seen you watching. You like it."
"Love it," she corrected. "Love you."