Disclaimer: Doctor Who owns my soul, I own nothing.
Author's Notes: Written in five minutes during drabble night with Ladychi.
"And the point is..."
"Relaxation, focus," the Doctor tossed Rose a look from beneath his brown fringe, "spiritual enlightenment?"
"Thought you didn't believe in a higher power."
"Nonononono, I do." He shook his head vigorously, returning his attention to the small candle sitting on the floor between them. "Wouldn't do not to believe in myself."
"Cheeky," she groaned. "So you want me to worship you then, yeah?" Snickering, she got herself into a more comfortable position and focused on the red and yellow flame.
No, he thought to himself, just love me.