Ok, so it's a bit late, but thanks to the lovely reviews I have recieved, I have decided to make this not a oneshot anymore. Enjoy!
Much, much later, the Doctor tiptoed into Rose's room. Thankfully, it was empty, and the Doctor let out a small part of the breath he didn't know he was holding. He gingerly placed the bright pink bra and mp3 player on her bed, along with a small card. Then he silently stepped out of her room backwards, and closed the door.
About ten minutes later, Rose meandered into her bedroom, deep in thought, trying to reassure herself that she hadn't been turned on by the Doctor in a bra, his hair sticking up at all different angles as it usually did after a day's monster-fighting. She was just about to flop onto her bed, when she noticed something occupying the space already. A pink something. She picked it up, noticing a little white card flutter to the floor. She picked it up. On it, in the Doctor's messy scrawl, was the word "sorry", followed by a heart.
A heart?
Could that mean…did that mean... no, surely…surely he didn't…
Love her?
She could think of only one thing to do as she walked out of her room and down the hallway. To find the Doctor.
To find out the truth.
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