David dropped back in the house at 4.30 in a hurry since Rose would be home soon. He grabbed food for dinner while he had been out as well. He was making a spaghetti dish with chips. An odd combination with a plethora of carbs, but neither would be counting after they danced tonight.
He set the noodles on and headed to the bedroom, bags in hand. After he set his new shoes in the closet he took out his cell and surprise for Rose. It was in a lovely little blue box, which held a commitment that was bigger on the inside. He took a snapshot of the item with his phone and joy inflamed his heart. The stove went off and he headed back to the kitchen after placing the surprise in his pillowcase.
He had been finishing up stirring the sauce when the front door opened. A soft voice came from the other room. "David?" Rose asked as she peered around the doorway.
"Hiya. Figured I'd be useful and make dinner so we could eat before tonight." David replied as he turned and waved at her.
Her tongue poked between her teeth by habit as she approached him. He turned the oven down and scooped a bit of the sauce up from the pot. "For me?" She asked as he held the spoon to her. She smiled and took it willingly, moaning a delicious approval. "Mmmm, very lovely."
David smiled and took her around the waist. "Every inch of you is very lovely."
"Then taste me." She replied. David took that as an offer and kissed her tenderly, setting the spoon on the table behind her. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he pushed her to the wall. They swallowed one another's moans and he was hard pressed to her.
He pulled from her, panting, and looked to her with desperate eyes. "Rose. It's…dinner is going to be cold, but I don't…I almost can't bring myself to care," he said running a hand through his hair.
She giggled and kissed him lightly. "We have all night to ravish one another, but right now I want to ravish your delicious noodles."
He gave her a pouty face and pushed himself off the wall from her. He went to go fix the plates and she sat down, starting to remove her shoes. "How was work then?" David asked flipping off the stove and setting the bowls down.
"Did you make chips?" She asked ignoring his question. She was sniffing out the air, much like she had on their first date.
"Ha! Defender of the Earth and Master chip identifier," David replied plopping chips onto her plate.
He sat across her broadly smiling face and crossed his legs. "Work was good. Everyone had a hype over me being back and I got interrogated about you." She replied popping a chip into her mouth. "Oh my, these should be illegal. They're beautiful."
"Try the spaghetti. It's an old recipe from a mom and pop shop. It was from Italy, 1945," David said blissfully.
Rose pulled spaghetti together on her fork and ate it, closing her eyes. "Oh I'm so glad you remember the recipe."
"It's all still in here." He replied smiling and tapping his temple.
They chatted on about one another's day. Rose asked him why he was so quiet after she mentioned Wilf and he had just said 'stories for later.' He was surprised she hadn't made the connection. She let it go and they went on until about 6.30. They danced around one another trying to put plates up when they had. "Go start getting ready silly girl." He told her after she nearly dropped her plate. Of course it had been his fault for whacking her on the bum.
"All right fine, but you can't come into the bedroom until I've finished." She replied jogging off. David laughed and finished tidying the kitchen.
He grabbed his new phone and walked outside to take pictures, he wanted personal photos as a background. He walked around the house and found a little garden. The first two he snapped were absolute rubbish, but the third had been a picture of a rose petal against a set of rocks. Fitting – he muttered happily. It had been half an hour so he snapped one more and headed back inside.
"David? Oh lord. Where'd he run off to – oof!" She exclaimed having walked right into him. "Found you."
David had her around the waist and looked deeply into her eyes. She had a very bold amount of brown eye shadow on and her eyelashes were pulled long. Her lips pink, plump and shiny. His breath caught before he could speak. "Er, yes. Hi. Popped out to take pictures and found a rose bush. Beautiful." He said releasing her and wiping his hands on his cargo shorts. Why am I so nervous? She's my soon to be wife, what is the matter with me? – He thought to himself. "Sorry what?" She had spoken and he had definitely missed it.
"Can you zip my dress?" She giggled out.
"Oh, of course. Yeah. Turn round." He replied. The eager tone reached his voice, he was always willing to touch her skin – nervousness pushed to bay. "Blue…" he said zipping her up. She shivered when he moved her hair to the side and kissed her neck.
"My favorite color." She said quietly. He turned her to him by the waist.
He looked down to her, clasping his hands together right at her lower back. "Mine is pink. It reminds me of you."
"Your pink and yellow human?" She asked shyly, as if she didn't expect him to remember.
He pulled her closer against him, holding her tightly. "New, New, New, New, New, New, New, New, New, New, New, New, New, New, New York."
"Not so different this go," she replied with a smile that hurt her cheeks.
His response was to kiss her softly. Her lips felt sticky and slick, but it was no mind to him. They were just as pouty as ever. Her hands raked through his hair lightly. He peppered her lips with light kisses before pulling back. "I should change." He said clearing his throat.
Rose nodded, not ready to let go of him just yet. She rested her head against his chest as they held one another in a warm embrace before pulling apart. David kissed her on the forehead and bounded up the stairs, easily taking two at a time. She smiled watching him be playful.
Everything seemed to be so incredibly easy between the two of them. Knowing glances had been exchanged and it had all been the same, but more. So much more. For instance, he responded to her in more ways than the return of a hug. He let her have the reigns, but took them equally so. They just worked and it made her heart flutter to think of it all. Did he want to get married? Hell, was it even custom for him to?
He'd mentioned a family to her before on a few trips pre Canary Warf. Could he endure that again? Would he for her? Seeing her mum and dad so happy during and after the pregnancy had made her have fond thoughts of a family. Rose Tyler, Defender of the Earth/occasional dimension jumper with kids? Well, she scoffed at it then, but now? She was head of her department and everything was now in check with this world. She also had David. He was the only man she would ever want to have kids with and she was sure of that. If he agreed they could have a proper, well her very human version of proper, life together.
She thought of kids' names as she peered out of the window wondering what names he would choose. Would he use the names of stars? She quite liked Orion. Maybe he would want to go far back and use Greek names or something. She giggled at having to argue with him over naming their son Zeus. "What's so funny?" A playful voice inquired a few feet behind her.
She smiled to herself and turned to the man who was hers. He was leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed lazily. His hair was disheveled and sexy. He had his white Beatle's tour shirt on and tight blue jeans. His tall frame was lithe and beautiful.
"Thinking of ridiculous names you would choose for a child." She finally responded walking to him.
"Hmm. Are you always this breathtaking or is it just for me?" He asked giving her a good size-up.
"Never had to worry about impressing someone here. It's all for you." She replied reaching him. She stood in front of him, not yet touching and looked him up from head to toe. "You're incredibly handsome."
"For you." He murmured before snaking his arm around her waist. "Shall we Dame Rose?"
"Of course Sir Doctor of my heart." She replied sweetly to him. He leaned down and gave her a whispered kiss.
"Appointing me Doctor of your heart could be dangerous. I can control the beating of your heart Rose Tyler." He whispered into her ear.
She took a sharp intake of breath and leaned her head against him. "Almost too well."
"Yes, but best not to keep your friends waiting sweetheart." He said taking her hand. He grabbed his keys as they headed towards the door.
"They are really excited to meet you. Jack is just as cheeky as usual." She said as he held the front door open for her. "Oh he's not American though."
They both climbed into he car before he answered. "That's new. What is he then?" David asked starting the car.
Rose tried to hide the anxiousness in her voice before answering. She remembered his Scottish accent like it was yesterday and how much it had turned her on. "Scottish." She stated simply.
"Oh two can play that game." David replied smiling at her with his full Scottish accent. Rose tightened her grip around his, nearly hyperventilating. He chuckled…this was going to be a long night.
A/N: So tonight I'm going to upload a few chapters. I have about three written so be ready X Love you all and thanks for the awesome response. I apologize for spamming anyone's e-mail, heh. The next chapter will be a chapter that actually comes before this one because I'm retarded and uploaded them in the wrong order. Heh! It's full of Rose's work friends. Two long chapters will be posted within the next few days.
