The man let out a small groan when he awoke from the fevered sleep while the girl next to him slept still not hearing the small sounds he made. The Doctor nuzzled into her, almost hoping she would wake up and see what was wrong with him. Was he dying? No, not already, he wasn't even close to ready. He felt mall wetness escaping from his eyes as he snuggled into her shivering. "I don't want to go..." He whispered, thinking without a doubt that he was absolutely dying. The brunette only had one life, and only one with her and it was going to end.
The small sob he made, though quiet it woke up the girl with a foreign sound. The blonde carefully turned over to see the other and see what was going on and saw that he was pale and shivering as the newly human radiated warmth and let out small sobs of fear. She studied him for a brief moment and then realized with a sudden empathy that he was most definitely sick and probably, to her knowledge, had never been sick before. She snaked her hand to his and took it, squeezing to tell him that she was there and that everything would be okay.
The quietly crying man looked up, brown eyes absolutely shining as he looked into Roses slightly paler ones. "R-rose...I-I think i'm dying." He sobbed out, hiccuping and stuttering with the foreign exasperation of sobbing in fear and sadness. The other giggled kissing his head afterwords almost like an apology before shuffling closer to him, wrapping her arms around his shaking body that was racked with merciless sobs. She didn't need to take his temperature to know that he was positively ill and it was probably just a minor fever.
"Silly Doctor, you're just sick, it's okay, don't cry." He let out small hiccups and nuzzled into her, just a bit shaken up by the thought that had scared him all too much. "R-rose..." He sobbed out, still afraid of what was happening to him and not quiet caring about his pride in that moment.
"It's okay, I got you." He sniffled and let out a few small hiccups once again before letting her completely hold him. At last he was simply trembling and feeling awful but liking the heat she gave back to him. "Sorry..." He finally muttered, feeling almost ashamed at his breakdown. She shushed him and kissed his head, not letting him go for a singular second. "Its hard..." She looked down at him, confused by what he meant. The Doctor looked up at her, hair ruffled and freckles highlighted by his flush. "Being human...it's strange..."
The sadness he tried to hide when he spoke those words shone through, followed by suddenly watery eyes. "It's okay, hey don't cry." She wiped the small tears that were beginning to fall for the third time that day. "It has it's perks, you'll see."
He sniffled. "What do you mean?" She winked at him causing his cheeks to flush from something besides sickness. "If you hurry up and get better, I can show you." He nodded and hid his face once again in embarrassment and the need to quickly get healthy again.