Hey all! This is just the beginning of a silly idea I had. I'd love to know if you think I should continue it so please leave me a comment or review! No copyright infringement intended. I do not own Doctor Who or any of it's characters.
"Here you are, Rose. Picked this for you. No thanks necessary, it was my pleasure." The Doctor jumped out from behind the console holding a bouquet of brilliant, neon pink roses
"Are they real?" She asked delightedly taking them from him.
"Of course they're real! As if I would ever pick fake flowers. Somebody's sure to notice that. They don't grow just anywhere you know." He acted offended at first but like lightning his mood shifted to concern.
"Do you like them, though? I mean, you don't have to. I'll get you something else. I just thought-"
"I love them! Thank you, Doctor, really, but what are they for?"
"For you! Lovely roses for my own lovely Rose." He smiled, following it up with a saucy wink.
Rose's heart skipped a beat or two for a few reasons. Did he jus say his lovely Rose? And wink? What the-" Her inner voice was interrupted by the Doctor taking her hand in his and lifting it to his mouth.
"Where do you want to go now? Your wish is my command." He said in low voice that made her stomach do flips and kissed her hand.
"I-um...I think.." She did think something, right? Sometimes? Saying anything at all would be good but impossible at the moment because he was looking at her. Just really, looking at her.
"Tell you what, we'll go see your mum. It's been awhile and I know you miss her. Just, when we get there let's not get Mickey involved."
Rose could've sworn she saw a flash of jealousy on his face when he mentioned Mickey and normally would've smacked his arm or said something but the Doctor had stepped just a bit closer and put his hand on her waist. His hand was on her waist! Speaking was out of the question so instead she summoned all her strength and gave a slight nod.
"Right! Earth, 21st century, Cardiff, Powell Estate" He exclaimed, releasing her and spinning around the controls. Rose stood there, staring at him as her mind went in a thousand directions.
Despite the last ten minutes having been quite possibly the best in her life, Rose was terrified. He was acting like- well, like something from her stupid daydreams. But, this wasn't a dream, this was real and that meant something was definitely wrong with the Doctor.