"Sure you don't want to borrow some of my shorts Rose," he teased.
Rose declined to answer and said goodnight, smiling to herself. He just wanted to see her underwear hung up and would get a kick out of it after all this time.
She was woken the next morning with a "Come on Rose, rise and shine! I've made you some coffee and I'll go make you some breakfast." He passed her coffee and she took a sip.
He sat at the side of her on the edge of the sofa and took the cup from her. Her hair was ruffled and she hadn't woken up fully but she smiled and he leaned down to kiss her, which led to him lying on her on top of the duvet. He brushed her hair back and said, "You look beautiful Rose."
Rose tried to hide her head under the duvet but he pulled it back and smiled, stroking her cheek. "Rose, it's been almost three moths and all we've done is gone out almost every night and weekends. I really thought we might have moved on by now." He kissed her again, putting his arm around her, feeling the thinness of the t-shirt, touching the back of her neck.
The t-shirt was too big for her and there was a gap he could have got his hand down if he'd wanted. "Rose, can I get under the duvet with you?" he asked out of the blue.
Rose looked at him, she so wanted him but things being as they were, she couldn't risk it. There was only two months before she could go on study leave and then it wouldn't matter, they could be open about their relationship and she wanted nothing to spoil it. It wasn't that she was under age and what they were doing was wrong, it wasn't. It was those stupid rules in force at the college to safeguard both students and tutors alike and they both knew they were going to break them before Rose could leave. They had talked about it, John saying they would just appear casual until the time came she could resume her studies at home, just two more months, that was all. So near but yet so far and they both knew they would never last that long and it was about to happen.
Rose looked into his brown eyes. She could get lost in those eyes, the same eyes as the Doctor without all the pain and sorrow he carried with him. John was younger, carefree and available, very available and she could have him any time she wanted. All she had to do was snap her fingers and he was hers and they both knew it. Three months they had been together, she had to give him something more than just kisses although after last night they were at least snogging now and he was very good at it. She relented and pulled the duvet back slightly and turned onto her side. He didn't need a further invitation but before he did, he surprised her by cheekily unbuttoning his jeans and pulling them off, leaving him in his striped shorts and his purple t-shirt.
"Oi, what you doing?" Rose laughed as he pulled the duvet back, revealing her legs and sliding his hand on them then slipping under the duvet and pulling it back.
"Oh Rosie, come on! Can't we move on a bit? That snogging is really something you know, can't we do some more snogging under the duvet?"
It was a simple enough question Rose reasoned. She supposed there was no harm and they had to move at some point. Two months, she thought.
They did plenty of snogging, laid on their sides facing each other, keeping a gap between their lower halves but Rose sensed he was edging closer when she felt his knee next to hers. She didn't try to move him though.
John suggested they upped the game and she went to lay on him and as he tried to move without falling off, he had just got under her when she whispered, "Take your t-shirt off."
He didn't need telling twice as he whipped it over his head in five seconds flat, grinning and flinging it over the back of the sofa. Then he pulled the duvet down slightly so just their lower halves were covered and put his arms around her waist as they continued kissing. He took advantage of the gap in the t-shirt she had 'borrowed' which was loose on her and he could feel her breasts as she lay on him as he whispered her name, reaching down the gap at the back and touching her neck area, then putting his hands under her arms and reaching in the gap of the sleeves and touching her bare shoulders, brushing her breast with his arm. The t-shirt was covering her knickers, just about as he reached down the gap, rubbing his hand on her back. He moved the hand that was on her neck to around her waist, trying to edge his way up the hem of it, the hand on her shoulder was trying to reach around to the front.
He whispered, "Rose, let me pull your t-shirt up?"
Without her answering, he pulled the shirt up slightly, she could feel he wanted to pull it up further but he didn't. "Why are you so scared Rose? Is it because we might get found out?" Rose nodded, laying her head on his shoulder and her arms around his neck. "Two months Rose, just two months and we're home and dry. We won't have to worry anymore. Let's just get as close as we can until then. You do want to get closer to me don't you?" He looked down at her.
Rose responded by getting comfortable on him, he could feel her closeness next to him, could feel her skin next to his as they kissed again. Rose giggled as she felt something beneath her and he went "ooops!" She stayed where she was though, just moving slightly to one side, John smiling.
"That was your fault Miss torment," he said, also trying to move.
"You were just using it as an excuse for me wear your shorts and hang my knickers up in your bathroom, come on, admit it, you were weren't you?" she laughed, looking up at him.
"Well you should have brought some spares, shouldn't you? Miss clever,"
Rose tried to get up, trying to crawl over him avoiding the spot but failing and landing with her feet on the floor and was just about to get up when he pulled her back to kiss her again.
"Smart-arse," she said as she tried to get up again.
"Spoilsport," he said as she broke free, pulling the t-shirt back over her bum and walking off into the bathroom.
How was she going to get them dry now? A knock came on the door. "Rose, you can borrow these if you open the door," he said.
Rose opened the door a bit and he handed a pair of plain blue jersey shorts to her. "You can put those in the wash if you want, I'll be loading the machine before we go out. You could buy some more while we're out and you can keep some spare ones here. That's if you want to stay over again, like tonight perhaps?"
"That's not a good idea, I have college tomorrow as you well know and I'll have to get changed but I'll stay next weekend, if you want?"
"Well, why don't you call and get a few things, I'll wait for you and we'll come back here. I can drop you off near the college in the morning and you can walk the rest of the way? I really want you to stay tonight Rose, please? I promise I'll behave."
"Are you sure you can behave, judging by what just happened?" Rose giggled. He went red. "Oh alright, just keep yourself under control eh?"
On the way to the market, Rose got John to wait around the corner while she got a few things. Jackie knew by now Rose was spending more time with her boyfriend and was happy for her, asking to meet him. Rose didn't think it was such a good idea, she didn't want Jackie to blurt out who he looked like for starters.
They wandered around the market for ages, John added another t-shirt to his collection, Rose bought some underwear and once back at his flat was glad to get changed.
"You can keep your spares in one of my dresser drawers if you like Rose," he said as she came out of the bathroom and had dropped his shorts into the laundry basket, she was not relishing the thought of him handling her underwear while he was getting his shorts out of the drawer and she told him so. He just laughed.
They made cheese toasties and settled to watch a film they chose and laid on the sofa, Rose had her legs sprawled over him and had just a t-shirt on as his hand tried to crawl up the front of it and Rose finally getting tired of slapping it when he did, leaving it resting on her stomach. They began kissing before the film had finished and John asked if she was staying on the sofa again.
"Do you want me to?" she asked, putting her arms around his neck.
He switched the film and the TV off and leaned down to kiss her. "What do you think?" then he gathered her into his arms and they got up, kissing all the way to the bedroom.
They did plenty more kissing, John taking his t-shirt off and Rose ending up borrowing a t-shirt again when he complained about her pyjama shorts which she changed in the bathroom. After setting his alarm earlier so they had time for breakfast, they settled down, no more accidents hopefully, Rose still giggling about what had happened when he was getting over enthusiastic earlier but they managed to get closer after a while.
Rose woke early, before the alarm went off and tried to get up without disturbing him but failed. After some snogging, he asked when he was going to get to meet her mother and the famous Peter Tyler. There was also the subject of Christmas coming up and John had planned to go to Brighton to see his mother but was thinking of putting it off to stay with Rose.
"No, you have to go, don't worry about me, we can spend New Year together, you go see your mother." She knew how important it was to her to spend the holidays with family and it only seemed to her like a year since the Doctor had regenerated and they had faced an alien invasion.
"Aw Rose, I want to spend it with you, why don't you come with me?"
"That's not a good idea, what if she finds out I'm a student? No. we can't risk it John. You go visit her, then we'll spend the New Year together. After that, there will be only a few weeks before I can go on study leave. Please John, I don't mind really, you need to spend Christmas with your family, it's important."
"Did you spend last Christmas with your mother Rose?"
"Yeah, we spent it with Pete, had a big party. My mum loves parties. Always has too much to drink of course. I caught them kissing under the mistletoe though they denied it was anything other than that. They haven't got a clue, I just wish they would get their act together and put me out of my misery."
John laughed and went to kiss her again. "Tell me about your past Rose, I mean your real past, not just what you told me."
"Well, that could take some time and we have to go to college so how about I tell you later?" She had to decide now just how much she was going to tell him.
Later never came. They met and went to eat but he never asked her. They had decided Rose would only stay weekends at his flat from Friday night and Jackie had confronted her about it, saying she hoped Rose knew what she was going but was secretly glad that her daughter was finally settling down and given up the notion of somehow getting back to their universe. Rose offered to tell him the whole story on the Friday night so he had to settle for it and she decided he was going to get the whole works well with a few exceptions until she knew exactly how he would react but he was an intelligent man, a science geek so she figured he would have at least a theory of other dimensions and it wouldn't seem that far-fetched.
So Friday night, they settled down on the sofa and she told him where she had come from. He listened attentively.