AN: hey peopleeee! I'm actually updating ON TIME (but again I don't have anything new ready sooooo)!

This is a really important chapter (for the TENROSE shippers). I hope you can like this :)

Twelve hours.

He was lying there since 12 hours ago. Yes, he had slept until five hours ago, but still.
The Doctor thought he had never been this still and quiet for so long. Well, maybe when he was sick, but that wasn't of his own volition...

Still, today he didn't mind being there. He didn't mind at all.

The alien was spending his time staring at the beautiful pink and yellow being that was sleeping peacefully and quite soundly in his arms. Actually, he was spending most of the time wondering how he got so lucky to have his human back. Wait, human was the wrong word. She wasn't one common, stupid ape, she was so much more. She was his companion, his conscience, his savior and salvation, his best friend.

She had changed so much since the last time he had seen her: she was skinnier, her body more athletic, her face harder as if reflecting the harshness of the world that surrounded her. The innocence was gone from her face too. Although to the inexperienced eye she looked really young, the Doctor could see she was much older than the first time he saw her, and he was sure that her eyes (which were now closed) reflected exactly that.

Suddenly Rose moved from her initial position and she cuddled even closer to the Doctor, her head on his shoulder, her face less than an inch away from the alien's one. This change made the Doctor's musings stop and his mind went blank, a single thought in that immense vastness that is a Time Lord mind: I wanna kiss Rose.

His hand, the one that wasn't holding Rose close, was stroking the girl's hair, relishing in the feeling of being overwhelmed by her smell, the one he had missed so much. That motion also helped him restrain himself from his desire, keeping him somehow busy.

In that moment Rose started opening her eyes and the Doctor found himself lost in the beautiful eyes of the human. How many times had he dreamt about those eyes. Sometimes they were open and shining, reflecting all her happiness, sometimes they were a dangerous and old shade of gold, sometimes they were deep and understanding, or hard and angry, or warm, or... in his Time Lord mind there were rooms and rooms and even more rooms about her eyes, let alone the rest of her.

"Good morning," whispered Rose with a hoarse voice, a bit rough from sleep.

"Mornin', sleepyhead," answered the Doctor with a smile, not looking away from her breathtaking stare.

"How long have you been awake?"

"Oh, a while..."

Silence settled between the two of them, but it wasn't an awkward silence, it was warm and comforting.
The couple was lost in the other's eyes, lost in the feeling of the other's presence and the finding of the long desired person.

The Doctor summed up his courage and, with his hearts beating wild, he talked.
"I want to kiss you so badly..." he whispered, so quietly Rose had to strain to hear the phrase.

Rose was really surprised, but quickly recovered. A smirk appeared on her face.
"Since when you ask for permission before doing something?" she teased.

The Doctor started to reply but was cut off by Rose's mouth, laying softly on his own. The Doctor's hearts skipped a beat again and the alien was stunned.
Rose then persisted, pressing a bit on the Doctor's lips and this did the trick: he roused from his trance-like state, kissing the girl sweetly back.
Slowly, gradually, the kiss grew passionate, both persons pouring everything in it: their feelings, their fears, their dreams, their whole beings.

After a bit, Rose broke away, out of breath.
"Wow..." breathed the alien.

"Yeah..." was all Rose could come up with, smiling and then burying her face in the crook of his neck, breathing in his scent.

The Doctor lost himself in the sensation of Rose's light weight on him, her breath on his neck, her scent around him, his swollen lips still pulsing from the breathtaking kiss. His fingers stroked her hair lightly.
They stayed like that for some time, enjoying themselves, then a growl broke the silence.
"Oops..." giggled Rose.

"Are you hungry?"

"A little..." she smiled sheepishly.

"Time to go make breakfast!" exclaimed the Doctor cheerfully, disentangling himself gently from Rose's arms.

Rose grunted, annoyed.
"I don't want to let go."

"Come on Rose, you need to eat something! You didn't eat anything yesterday. And you're already so slim..."

"What, you don't like me now?" Rose asked offended, harsher than she intended.
The Doctor decided to blame this on morning grumpiness.

"No! No..." the alien sighed.
"It's just... I'm worried about you, okay?"

The Doctor and Rose were on their sides, facing each other, staring in the eyes of the other.
Rose's eyes, that had hardened at the Doctor's words, softened.
The girl lifted a hand to his cheek.
"Now that I have you, I don't need anything else."

The Doctor's smile softened at Rose's loving words, enjoying the warm and fuzzy feeling that came with her touch.
Then he roused from his reverie.

"But you also need to eat!" He exclaimed, trying to be convincing.

"Umpfh..."

The Doctor gave her his puppy eyes.

"Darn. Oh okay" she conceded. It was impossible to say no to both his puppy eyes and concern.

The Doctor started going away, but Rose held him again.

"Wha-" the Doctor was cut off again by the woman's lips against his. He kissed back eagerly, but parted the sweet kiss soon after.

"I'm not so sure you like hearing me talk," he whined pouting.

"Why?"

"You always shut me up by kissing me!" Rose laughed at his childish but cute antics, them kissed him again.

"I just can't stop myself! I need to kiss your pouty face." She smiled her tongue-touched smile.

"Well I won't stop myself either, then." He smiled devilishly, kissing her playfully and then more passionately.

Another growl from Rose's stomach interrupted them and they parted.

"Breakfast," smiled the Doctor.

"Yeah," said Rose, kissing him lightly and then sitting up. "I'll go get ready," she said standing up.

The Doctor kept staring after her even after she was in the bathroom, enchanted.

A minute later Rose reopened the door. "Go make breakfast!" she said with a a giggle.

He shook his head to clear it, then got up and exited the room going towards the kitchen, a giddy smile plastered to his face and a fuzzy pleasant feeling in his stomach.

So? What do you think? Reviews are kisses for our heroes :)