Donna often teased him and rolled her eyes, but this gentle smile was different.
Written for a prompt from Timepetalsprompts, over on Tumblr: sympathy.
This turned out to be Donna with the Doctor, although Doctor x Rose is in there if you squint at it and read between the lines. Not sure how I feel about this one... but it is what my brain threw out there, this week.
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Despite her brashness, Donna's hugs were heartfelt and honest. Behind "Dumbo" and "Big Outerspace Dunce", titles selected just for him, lay a heart of gold, and a boundless desire to yell at the universe until it bent to her will.
She offered him sympathy, a cuppa, and a squeeze of a hand on those nights he thought he might regenerate with the pain of Rose's absence.
And though she often teased him and rolled her eyes, this gentle smile was different. "Why don't you tell her yourself?" She gestured with a nod.
Trusting his best mate, the Doctor turned around…
