The first time Clara suggested it, he had given her the 'are you serious, because you sounded serious' face. All she had suggested was that he'd give it a try and wear it, even if it's just for fifteen minutes. Apparently that was too much to ask.

"Come on you love jumpers."

"But not ones that have a cat with a Santa's hat depicted on the front." He stated annoyed.

"No, you prefer to wear ones that are clearly moth eaten."

He scowled.

"You said yourself you wanted to do more festive things."

"Yes, like stopping the next alien invasion. They always seem to enjoy this time of year for commencing their plans. Can't we just do that?"

"That's not exactly festive."

"Seriously? Oh well, they could've fooled me."

"Doctor, please?"

She herself was wearing a festive jumper, the image of two penguins adorned in hats and scarfs with a love heart above them was on it.

However he was adamant. He wasn't going to be like the rest of the silly pudding brains, (although somehow this excluded Clara, since her jumper didn't look too bad). By the end of the evening his jumper laid in a pile on the floor and there he was determined for it to stay.

Still his protests didn't deter her and she was determined to succeed. Every day she'd bring him a new jumper, with a different design. In the hope that there would be one that piqued his interest. On one occasion she brought him a scarf instead but he wasn't a scarf wearing person anymore, apparently. Once you've had a really long one all the rest seem inferior. Each time he would refuse to wear it and would add it to the slowly ever growing pile in the corner of the console room.

"Seriously Doctor, it's freezing in here. Surely you need to wear one." She stated, brandishing the newest jumper toward him. She knew he could be stubborn but even he wasn't that stupid to not notice the drop in temperature in the TARDIS over the last few days.

"Clara, I'm fine. Besides the Tardis shouldn't be that cold the heating has been on every day."

"Well it doesn't appear to be working." She sighed, as he added the newest jumper, this one was faded blue with cute Christmas animals and items adorned on it, to the pile, and carried on piloting the TARDIS to their next destination.

After a while Clara decided enough was enough, besides she didn't have the salary to keep buying him any more jumpers that he wouldn't wear. The Doctor however noticed his lack of gifts that day. "No jumper today?" He questions in what he hopes is a casual tone.

"No not today. There's not much point, I'm not going to force you to wear them if you don't want to."

The Doctor tilts his head at her words but leaves the point alone, not mentioning anymore of his lack of gifts or of the jumpers piled high in the corner.

However the next morning Clara was greeted by an extra festive Time Lord, he was wearing the very first jumper she had gifted to him, all those days ago.

"Is that?"

"Do you like it?" He held out his arms rather awkwardly and awaited her judgement.

"Very festive." She grinned back at him, "but why the change of heart?"

"Oh no reason, just thought it seemed a bit nippy in here and there was all those jumpers going to waste. Can't have them cluttering up the console room."

"Mm hmm." She agreed back.

"So no gift again today?" He asked casually.

"No."

"Tomorrow?" He tried not to sound too eager.

"Perhaps, we'll see…" She said with a wink of her eye.