Double update guys!
Clara stumbled into the TARDIS, simply exhausted. Her brain had had to do a lot of working out this afternoon.
The Doctor trailed in after her, lingering at the door for a bit before wandering up to the console.
Clara marched up to him. "Why me? She's your wife, it's kind of expected."
He was slow turning to face her, but when he did his face was clouded.
"How could you think that I could let you die?" He choked out. "Yes, River is my wife but, you are my Clara and I will not loose you again."
He stared intently down into her eyes and she stared back, her neck aching from looking up at his tall frame.
He broke the gaze and began to draw back to the console, but Clara reached up with both hands and grabbed the folds of his jacket on either side of his bow tie.
"And where do you think your going?"
Any answer he may have had was broken off as Clara abruptly pulled him and his jacket towards her, moulding his mouth against hers.
He froze for a few seconds but began to respond, and deepened the kiss.
Her hands twirled through his hair, his hands were unsure of their place and kept moving from her waist to her shoulder.
Eventually, she wrapped his arms around her waist.
When they finally resurfaced for breath she gave the Doctor a smile with lips she could feel growing hot and swelling.
"So, that proves it then, eh?"
She began to skip off to her room.
"Proves what?" The Doctor asked, leaning against the console-his hair looking even more messier than usual (if that was possible).
Clara turned back momentarily before grinning and saying, "it is a snog box after all!"